- Oct 8, 2025
- 2 min read
Something beautiful happened recently — a small electrical storm disguised as a Juno Reactor show. It’s alive up there again, pulsing and breathing, stitched together from old ghosts and new blood. The latest video Live today @ 6pm UK time (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DbnAOCS7Lvs) captures something I’ve been chasing for a long time. Energy. Communion. That spark of madness that feels, to me, like home.
It is most enjoyable show since The Mutant Theatre, maybe more! Back then, we were a circus of the bizarre, a travelling hallucination half ritual, half rave. But now, with all the new members joining the tribe, it feels different. It feels family. Like we’re not just performing anymore, but sharing some deeper current that hums through the cables and bones.
I’m still here, at my desk, surrounded by a mess of wires and ideas, working on new material. It’s a strange and diverse beast. the kind of music that I hope will keep your imaginations alive, keep the lights on inside your heads.
Recently, I had the pleasure of remixing Molchat Doma’s "Son". There’s something beautifully bleak and tender in their sound it was a joy to crawl inside it and twist it into my own shape. That one is out now. Next year, there’ll be remixes with Pete Murphy and Boy George two great creatures of the night, each from their own glittering underworlds.
And somewhere amidst all this, my twelve-string guitar keeps whispering songs to me. Every time I pick it up, it seems to write another one on its own as if it’s possessed, or simply remembers something I’ve forgotten. It’s magical, really. Maybe it’s just trying to remind me why I started doing this in the first place.
Until next time
stay strange, stay kind,
and keep listening for the pulse beneath it all.
Ben : Juno Reactor
