In the old days, the kids had Rolling Stone - ecstatic gonzo articles, all that weird new music and videos like Prince and Talking Heads. Today the journalist making the most effort to carry on the long-writing, analytic tradition is Philip Sherburne - on his own website philipsherburne.com and in reviews and his "month in techno" column for Pitchfork.

This month, inspired by Ewan Pearson's very funny "The Supreme Overlord of Dance Decrees...", Sherburne asked slightly too many producers to come up with their own manifestos for dance music. There's some good stuff in there ("If you're not making enough as a producer, starting to DJ is not going to fix the problem" or "Albeton sets should be called semi-live,as they already are in Holland"), though Pearson is still - and probably always will be - the only really erudite producer in dance music.