Underground knowledge

Hello and bonjour, underground folks. Let me start by thanking the man like Red D for giving me a proper online introduction here and speaking the truth, and nothing but the truth. I must add I’m very honored indeed, having acquired a new title. Now I’m no longer only a baron, but also an “official contributer to the WPH Blog Writers Guild”. The downside is I will have to make new business cards.

Did you know the word baron comes from the Latin word baro meaning ‘servant, soldier, mercenary’? The word is presumably of Old Frankish origin meaning ‘warrior’ or ‘nobleman’. And isn’t that just what we are: noble warriors of underground dance music? We both know the answer to this rhetorical question, so let’s not get into this any further.

As a nobleman, I’m in personal contact with a lot of international reknowned royals of course (including dukes, duchesses, princes and princesses, marquesses and marchionesses, knights and countless other counts and countesses) and so all my life I had been into knightlife cirles. But it’s been only since a few months, however, that I discovered this thing called ‘nightlife’, which I had never experienced, since I’m not very fond of the night at all. That’s because the night is like the day, but much darker. You can’t look around and don’t see what’s going on. This way, I once fell onto the pathway of my residence. It was horrible. Let’s never speak of it again.

So it could only have happened in Berlin, were people party until morning light, that I first faced the miracle that is dancing to underground music at daytime. Not long after, I was bitten by the house bug (living in a castle, a rare occurence) and subsequently started specializing in what Red D and I now like to coin ‘underground communication with a mainstream approach’. And look: since I’ve seen the house music light, I have indeed been spreading the WPH gospel all over the globe during my extensive travels, sharing vinyl records with local farmers, eating their local foods, providing warmth to the local ladies as any true dj would do, and, last but not least, removing things like USB sticks and wild animals from the natives’ dj booths.

Baron Johan van Kortknapen