I'm not sure if the chills that ran up my back were from the howling wind that ripped across the playa, or the sound of Dikanda's voice piercing the night. We had been playing on the top of Joule an Idaho art car, that had just picked thirty of us up for a journey deep into the night, it was its maiden voyage and the sound system rose to the occasion.

What is the result when international pioneers of the electronic music front gather at one of the probably least electronic places in the world – the Malaysian Berembun jungle?

-Photography by Saskia Uppenkamp-

-Photography by Jonas Moss–