The Warehouse Project 2015
First staged at the Strangeways Brewery back in 2006, The Warehouse Project has placed Manchester firmly on the map where large-scale, electronic club nights are concerned. During its almost decade-long existence, the series has hosted season upon season of expertly-curated music, held most recently at the formidable 5,000-capacity Store Street Warehouse. With over 300 artists booked for the next four months, we’ve whittled the intimidatingly brilliant line-up down to an essential three.
It’s not often a pop star owes their success to pirate radio, yet early support from Rinse FM-founder Geeneus and DJ Zinc catapulted Katy Brien from hopeful Brit School-graduate to chart-topping “queen of dubstep”. Four years, two acclaimed albums and a clutch of anthemic collaborations with acts like Magnetic Man and Jessie Ware on, the Mercury Prize-nominee has helped reshape the predominantly male face of dance music, paving the way for the Jess Glynne-generation of dance-infused pop.
Catch Katy as a very special guest at 22nd October’s Metropolis VS UKF showcase.
Anyone even vaguely familiar with the mysterious masked figure that is Zomby will most probably be aware of his irreverent nature. A self-proclaimed punk, the Londoner’s distaste for conventions has seen him commit no end of flippant misdemeanours, from endlessly looping Lil Durk’s ‘Dis Aint What U Want’ to the point of being sent offstage, to an outbreak of fisticuffs and infamous Twitter spat with Hudson Mohawke. For all his trolling, the XL-signing’s knack for splicing garage, jungle and grime into brilliantly enigmatic hybrids continues to keep the maverick musical auteur at the forefront of urban electronic music.
Caribou-frontman Dan Snaith started operating as Daphni in 2011, as an attempt to rescue dance music from the clutches of commercially-produced, formulaic EDM. He’s been delighting crowds ever since with his idiosyncratic, club-friendly cuts and is often joined behind the decks by folktronica ambassador Four Tet. Expect to hear his own spellbinding productions sandwiched between seminal garage-classics and the kind of boogie-inducing disco we bet even your grandad couldn’t resist.