Modernity typically refers to a post-traditional, post-medieval historical period, one marked by the move from feudalism (or agrarianism) toward capitalism, industrialization, secularization, rationalization, the nation-state and its constituent institutions and forms of surveillance (Barker 2005, 444). Conceptually, modernity relates to the modern era and to modernism, but forms a distinct concept. Whereas the Enlightenment invokes a specific movement in Western philosophy, modernity tends to refer only to the social relations associated with the rise of capitalism. Modernity may also refer to tendencies in intellectual culture, particularly the movements intertwined with secularisation and post-industrial life, such as Marxism, existentialism, and the formal establishment of social science. In context, modernity has been associated with cultural and intellectual movements of 1436–1789 and extending to the 1970s or later (Toulmin 1992, 3–5).
The term "modern" (Latin modernus from modo, "just now") dates from the 5th century, originally distinguishing the Christian era from the Pagan era, yet the word entered general usage only in the 17th-century quarrel of the Ancients and the Moderns — debating: "Is Modern culture superior to Classical (Græco–Roman) culture?" — a literary and artistic quarrel within the Académie française in the early 1690s.
Richard (Richie) Hawtin (born June 4, 1970, Banbury, Oxfordshire) is an English-Canadian electronic musician and DJ who was an influential part of Detroit techno's second wave of artists in the early 1990s and a leading exponent of Minimal techno since the mid 1990s. He is best known for his abstract, minimal works under the alias Plastikman, a pseudonym he still uses today.
Hawtin is known for DJing minimal techno sets making use of laptop computers and digital mixing equipment. In May 1990, Hawtin and fellow second-waver John Acquaviva founded the Plus 8 record label, which they named after their turntable's pitch adjust function. In 1998, Hawtin launched Minus records.
Hawtin was born in Banbury, Oxfordshire, England, but moved when he was aged nine to LaSalle, Ontario, a suburb of Windsor, Ontario, and just across the river from Detroit, the birthplace of techno. His father worked as a robotics technician at General Motors, and was a fan of electronic music, introducing his son to Kraftwerk and Tangerine Dream at an early age. He has one brother, Matthew, who is a visual artist and ambient music DJ. Hawtin attended Sandwich Secondary High School in LaSalle. He began to DJ in clubs in Detroit at 17, and his early style was a mix of house music and techno.
Come On Now
Do That Thing
You Do So Well
You Do So Well
Hard To Please
Hard To Get
Hard To Love And To Forget
Go On Black
Don't Pass Me Up
Let's Destroy
Don't Make It Stop
My Tornado
My Tornado
Clean Shit Up
Clean Shit Up
Come On Now
Do That Thing
You Do So Well
You Do So Well
Hard To Please
Hard To Get
Hard To Love And To Forget
Go On Black
Don't Pass Me Up
Let's Destroy
Don't Make It Stop
My Tornado
My Tornado
Clean Shit Up
Clean Shit Up
My Tornado, My Tornado...
Do Angels come to me whenever you’re around
I think they do cause when you here I’m off the ground
Blue skies are always here when you are near
Don’t cry, I hate to see tears in your eyes
Tell me why these butterflies have never let me go
Tell me why when I look in your eyes I see all I need
to know
One, lifetime seems too short for you and I
One lifetime is all we need when we have right now
How I need you my eternity
And how I need you here to be with me can’t you see
If you leave, me now
Could I breath, tell me how
How I need you my eternity
Thank God he made you mine I thank him all the time
I’d walk for a million miles if it meant you would be
mine
Blue skies are always here when you are near
Don’t cry, I hate to see tears in your eyes
How I need you my eternity
And how I need you here to be with me can’t you see
If you leave, me now
Could I breath, tell me how
How I need you my eternity
I dream awake, I’ve gotto find a way
I’ll dream awake
How I need you my eternity
And how I need you here to be with me can’t you see
If you leave, me now
Could I breath, tell me how
How I need you my eternity
How I need you my eternity
And how I need you here to be with me can’t you see
If you leave, me now
Could I breath, tell me how
Black eyes in the dark of night.
Sing me songs of death.
Dark soul wrapped around me tight.
Pure as baby's breath.
Come caress me in your dark arms.
Black embrace me with your sweet charm.
Soul protect me from your own harm.
Blacken my soul, My dark angel of sin.
Bring me into darkness.
Shroud me from the holy light.
Save this fallen angels soul.
Take me mother night.
Black wings keeping out the light.
Blanket me to bed.
My dear evil mother night.
Goddess of the dead.
Bring me into darkness.
Shroud me from the holy light.
Save this fallen angels soul.
In my twenty-one years of living
I have never felt so helpless
Your agony is leaving me restless
I don't know how much more I can take
I can feel you slipping away
Growing farther and farther apart
Your absence is leaving me in the dark
It's been years since I've even seen you
The only thing I've heard is about the hell that you've been through
The demons that you fight are the ones I fight too
I've done all I could just to bring her back
Mother I've done all I could to bring you back
We're growing older as the years they pass
Just bring her home God bring her home
You've got it in you
I'm living proof
It's been five long years since I've danced with the devil
I want the same for you but you have to want it too
And I'll always be proud to be your son
But my sole intent is to see that His will is done