That I'm even attempting to sum up Boiler Room remains a touch bizarre. For context, I played no part in Boiler Room's early years, nor its rapid global expansion, beyond loosely keeping tabs on it now and again. I remember catching a minorly awkward b2b between Deadboy and Mosca back at uni, and the first I actually attended was a suffocatingly hot Night Slugs session in summer of 2012.
As with the vast majority of people aware of Boiler Room, familiarity stems from those hyped early years. Secret locations and scathing chatrooms; Jamie xx and James Blake doing sets; notoriety for crowd displays of gawkiness, exuberance, disaffection, or some combination of the three and all this raw, chaotic, energy available at your fingertips.
Those days are long gone. The pushback against creative restrictions of the commercial gig circuit has been emphatic, track IDing has become a billion-dollar business, and Ben UFO has inherited the earth. Boiler Room is over the first bubble of exposure, that white-hot energy flash that catapulted it to an international level usually requiring years of steady graft, and is no longer the new kid on the block. So where to now?