THE FOUR-ON-THE-FLOOR FRENZY

Man, there ain't nothin' like that buzz of four on the floor. It gets your blood pumpin'. You slam down on the stick, and that engine just thunders through the pavement. The beat is punchy like a prison cell, and you're the prisoner. It transports you to a simpler time, when the music was honest, and you could just cut loose. Some folks say it