From Russia With Love

author: MC Rage
published by: Strobe Magazine (Holland), 1998

There's a first time for everything, and this was my first time to go to Russia. The funny feeling started while I was still in Italy and I went to pick up my Visa at the Russian consulate. I am American and was a soldier in the American army from 1986 until 1991, so the last place I thought I would be going is Russia. I was educated in the American school system and Russia was not considered a friendly place. I can still remember all that bullshit that we were taught during the cold war and even today when you hear about Russia on TV it's all about crime and hungry people. I did not know what to expect, what to think or how the people would be. I was told that MC Rage is like one of the biggest hardcore heroes in Moscow which has a population bigger then the whole province where I live in Italy. Needless to say I couldn't say no and when I was called I had to go to Russia. Placid K and I departed from Milan on the 16th of January during a strike at the airport at about 11:20 am. As the plane took off from Milan my last thought was "Hope I get to see this place again".

The custom officers where one hell of a cold blooded race. I never seen any of them smile or show any sign of being human. In the plane they gave us a card to fill out on which we had to declare everything from how much money we had in our pockets to what we had in our bags. The whole thing was kind of like being in some cheap Hollywood movie, and I have to admit that I was nervous as all hell. Our bags came through and we even made it past customs. Just beyond the arrival doors DJ Or-Beat (Russia's number one hardcore DJ) and DJ M!ke (one of Russia's drum & bass dj's) picked us up and we headed to our home for the next two days. Wow, I was in Russia, driving around Moscow and the feeling was wicked to say the least.
DJ Or-Beat ask me to go with him to a nearby radio station and do an interview after we ate. That was cool with me so we went to this dinner that looked like something out of the Happy Days series that I use to see on TV. The food was good and the waitress didn't look bad either. We hung out talking and eating for an hour or so and then we headed to the radio. The guys didn't have a car and they explained to me that they didn't need one in Moscow. People who want a ride stand on the side of the street holding their arm out. When someone sees them who wants to make an extra buck they stop and give them a ride for a price. The whole time we were in Russia we used this method and only once did we catch an official cab.

There we were in the biggest techno radio station in Moscow and the DJ was playing some extreme hardcore from Industrial Strength. Every now and then I heard a radio spot talking about the party where I would be going the next day. Don't ask me what the spot said because it was in Russian but I could hear my "Fuck Macarena" track and I knew it was for the party on Saturday. The questions were the same as always, a few personal questions, a few about how I got into the records business, one or two about how I came up with the idea for "Fuck Macarena". Someone even ask about hip hop and how the situation was back in America. The really cool thing about the interview was the fact that people actually called in on a beeper and it was them who ask the questions.

Saturday started with a trip to "Red Square" with DJ M!ke and Placid K. Then it was off to the party which started at 6:00 pm. That's right 6:00 pm. wild right, that's what I thought since there has been some days where I don't even get out of bed before 6:00. It seems that the parties are for the younger generation and start at 6:00 because they end at 12:00. Placid and I did a sound check and then got the hell out of the way as the doors to the hardcore room opened. The beats where hard and at about 170 Bpms as the people quickly filled the room. The average age must of been around 15 and the records played where mostly Dutch Hardcore. DJ Or-Beat and his dj-team played tracks from DJ Isaac, Neophyte, and labels such as Ruffneck, ID&T, and D-Boy. The crowd loved to jump up and down to the beat and even appreciated prodigy in the middle of the set. The host emcee--who has a name incredibly hard to spell--would even have the dee jay stop the music while he talked to the crowed--Try that in Italy and your a dead man for sure. I was told that it was time for our performance and Placid K and I took the stage as thousands of Russians looked on. I ask if they could understand me and they yelled out loud as if the world had come to an end. The people had that enthusiasm like when hardcore first started way back in the day. The jumped and yelled pushing there way closer to the stage. People threw there hands in the air and danced wildly while the lights flashed and the music rocked the room. Russians don't gabber it's more like in Italy where they just kind of jump around. The party was great and I loved every minute, the crowed was young but they loved the music. During the same party there were also two other rooms one of which was Trance/Techno and the other Jungle/Breakbeat.

We left the party at 12:00 am--since it was over-and went to get a bite to eat. There we where again at that all American dinner. The party was over and the next day Placid and I would be heading back to Italy, but I can assure you that Russia now had a new found place in our heart. HARDCORE NE UMRIOT!!!! (Hardcore will never die!!!!).

About author:

MC Rage

No doubt the American that has done the most for the Italian hardcore scene. MC Rage first came to life with the track Fuck Macarena back in 1996. This was one of the top selling hardcore songs ever published, it made it's way to the #8 position in the Dutch sales chart and continues to be heard around the world for years to come. Released on ID&T in the Netherlands and D-Boy records in Italy, it quickly made MC Rage world- renowned. This, however, is not the first production that bears the voice of MC Rage. He began his musical career in 1991, where he was the feature MC to Digital Boy. He went on to participate by either writing or performing three additional top 10 hits before ever being known as MC Rage. Rage is now known by his highly energetic and dynamic performance on hardcore stages such as : Thunderdome, Mystery Land, Masters of HardCore, Number One, Digital Hut, The Compton Rave of 92, The Parkziech, Ravestorm, Resurrection UK, Limelight, Hardcore VS Jungle in Moscow, and many more. MC Rage has definitely been the voice of Italian Hardcore and continues today in acting as a driving force behind the hardcore movement.

Placid K in Moscow at Orbital Station party

Placid K

This young DJ/Producer was one of the very first to sign with D-Boy Black Label. He began his quest for hardcore as a fan cheering on the likes of Digital Boy and MC Rage. In the years that followed, he too became a hero of hardcore. Other than his numerous productions that have been heard at Raves worldwide he has performed together with MC Rage in the United States, Italy, Russia, and the Netherlands, just to name a few. He is a champion of the turn-tables and has spun records at events such as: Evolution, Gheadrome, Thunderave, Resurrection, Mystery Land, and in most of the major events held in Europe. His productions have been in the top hardcore charts and on the very best mixed compilations such as Thunderdome and 100% Hardcore. Placid K now stands as one of top Italian hardcore producers known to man.

P.S.

After returning back to Italy, under the impression of the amaizing party in Moscow, MC Rage and Placid K recorded a song dedicated to the Russian hardcore people. This track was called "Hey Russia" and released on D-Boy / So-Real Records. Here is the lyrics:

"Hey Russia"
(R. Lee)

Hey Russia Russia where you at
Hey Russia Russia where you at...

Hey Russia Russia where you at
Listen to my beat don’t it sound phat
Hey Russia Russia where you at
Jump up and down if you like it like that

Moscow Moscow you my Russian dream
Much respect to Or-Beat, the man on the scene
Lots of love to the people cause the people are the bomb
Wish I could tattoo all your names right on my arm

I love you from the heart cause you hard to the core
Moscow my home away from home that I’ll love ever more
My brothers and sister you all family to me
And I’ll be back again you just wait and see...

Listen to my beat don’t it sound phat
Yeah, it sounds phat!
Put your middle finger in the air if you like it like that
Jump up and down while you listen to my sound
Hardcore soldiers come and gather round!

Hey Russia Russia where you at
Listen to my beat don’t it sound phat
Hey Russia Russia where you at where you at
Hey Russia Russia where you at where you at...