Seth Troxler

Seth Troxler hates himself. Whether DJing in L.A., Berlin, or Beunos Aires, his evening usually ends in a corner somewhere, his head in his hands, his hands running through his hair, his eyes staring at the ground, and his conceptually-rich mind wondering why all of us, not just those in the world of techno, don´t see it: his immeasurable skill as a DJ and producer of dance jams that leave people feeling somehow molested. And yet, here is the irony: those who do see his skill and talent tend to annoy him with endless questions, propositions, jokes about Jews, and shitty drugs. So Seth is in a kind of trap--he wants the very things (universal recognition, acclaim) that will only isolate him more. And that´s why no matter how well he DJ´s or how massive his next jam is, Seth will not be happy. But that´s a good thing, because unhappy artsy people like Seth Troxler, in the end, make average people, like us, happy.

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