Notes on Breakcore is a warts-and-all rave-doc about the international
breakcore scene starring a lot of badly dressed men with terrible haircuts
talking about a style of electronic dance music that, when played at high
volume, is the kind of savage racket that’s used to gently coax answers out
of inmates at Guantanemo Bay (well, they’ve used Throbbing Gristle live
albums in there in the past).

Breakcore is the bastard hate child of jungle, happy hardcore, techno,
electronica, acid house, ragga, electro and dub…

When it’s done well, by
nutjobs like Venetian Snares for instance, it can be the most euphoric music in the
world. Venetian Snares, who releases about five albums a year, is the guy
who says, “Everyone else in this documentary is a fucking twat” at the end
of the clip. While that’s not entirely untrue, it will take a lot for the
impartial viewer to sit through an hour of dreadlocked crusties trying to
explain why Bong Ra is one of the baddest breakcore producers around.

But, like drum’n’bass and hard house, breakcore just gets on with doing what
it does and manages to be insanely popular all over the world. London’s
Bangface massive do a monthly party where things really kick off. You should go.