10 New Artists You Need to Know: August 2014

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Lee Gamble
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Lee Gamble

Sounds Like: A half-remembered vision of the electronic Nineties; a foggy, slow-motion rave near David Lynch's Lost Highway.

For Fans Of: The Haxan Cloak, Boards of Canada, Wolf Eyes

Why You Should Pay Attention: 37-year-old Lee Gamble, raised in Birmingham but living in London, is of the first generation of U.K. kids to grow up with electronic music as popular music. "The alternative you had in the early Nineties was this fucking terrible Britpop shit," he says. "I'm definitely not walking around with a fucking parka on, driving a scooter and pretending I'm one of the Beatles. Fuck that." In turn, his music as an adult plays like forgotten, blurry, techno Rorschach text: the textures of vintage house and jungle used to create dark, claustrophobic, strangled thumps. His upcoming album KOCH, is his third album for PAN, currently the hottest art-techno label in the game. However, the fact that he's "of-the-moment" probably isn't much of a concern for someone contextualizing vintage sounds. "This idea of constantly pushing on and having new, new, new all the time. Is it possible to keep up with that as an artist?" he says. "Generally the stuff I tend to warm to seems to be stuff that's gestated, has a bit of time, has a bit of depth in it. When I DJ… it's nice to pull back and say, 'Look this record sounds like a record that people would go crazy for now, but it actually was made in '94. It's still only 20 years ago, it's not that old. It's not fucking Mozart."

He Says: "I kind of grew up as more of a raver. I don't think think I saw a band until I was about 25 — someone with a guitar onstage. I had some sort of weird aversion. I remember going to this one, it was on a boat, and it was [U.K. grindcore band] Extreme Noise Terror. And there's me standing in the middle like, I got a decent spot to watch; and then they start and then it just fucking goes mental, like mad moshing. I didn't know what to do, I never experienced this. Got right to the back and just stood at the bar. 'OK, This isn't like a rave.'"

Well, do you still go dancing? "Nah, I never did," he says. "I was always at the back. I was more going to the jungle clubs. It wasn't some white gloves, waving hands in the air and hugging each other. It was more, 'Heads down.'" You'd try to get the best trainers you could and the best jumper you could and not fuck 'em up. You wouldn't wanna be jumping around in some sweaty pit all night."

Hear for Yourself: The throbbing "Motor System" is like a Detroit techno banger as enjoyed from a toilet stall. By Christopher R. Weingarten

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