It's around 12:30 am on Saturday night, the sixth day of Together 2012. Between work and jumping from show to show every night for the past six days, I don't remember the last time I've slept. I'm down to bikini bottoms from neglecting my laundry, have lost all of my friends in the crowd, and I'm not sure how much longer I can make it — when over the drum n bass music rises MC Armanni Reign's shout: "Genesis! You know what we got comin' on now in a couple of minutes?"

Friday Night. Brighton Music Hall. Together 2012. I'm in the club, Wheez-ies in the mix and I ain't got no shoes on.

"Somebody asked me this question earlier,"RJD2 says at the Dise on the last night of Together 2012 (after taking off his Commissioner Crotchbuttons outfit: a welder's mask and jumpsuit that he wore while playing the MPC hanging from his belt.

6:30 a.m. Friday morning: Camp Bisco X. Ice cold shower. Thinking how this is the first time I've gotten to shower at a festival. My phone's been dead since yesterday around (sometime), but the day's off to a good start because we have an interview with Ras I Ray, the bassist of the Easy Star All-Stars today before their set and with the Hood Internet on Saturday, and to my chagrin and my Attorney's laughing appreciation, we "ran into Run DMT" three times yesterday, and those guys are fun to chill with.

An army of black clouds amassed above Camp Bisco X around 6:45 p.m. on Friday, Day II. “Quick, we have to run back to the car and get hoodies before Shpongle!” I shout to my Attorney through the gathering wind.

It’s 6 a.m. on Sunday, the last day of Camp Bisco, the sun is up, and I’m …. still … DANCING.

10 hours, 2,450 Canada jokes, and 167-feet of Niagra falls later and we’re driving into Toronto for NXNE. Dimitri is playing banjo in the passenger seat while I’m singing about why Canadians like observation towers so much. I’m wearing aviators and calling Dimitri my Attorney.

Day II at NXNE gets off to a rough start. I wake up remembering first that I'm in Canada. Second, that I've been meeting and writing about rock stars, and third, that my laptop was stolen. Then I have a troubling thought: Who are you Tim Horton???

I'm flowing with a sea of drenched kids out of The Garrison. My clothes are soaked with sweat. My moccasins torn to threads. There's confetti all over me and a purple glow stick clutched in my hand. I desperately need a shower and there's an involuntary huge smile plastered on my face. How did I get here? DAY III at NXNE was just a big DANCE PARTY!!!!!!

"No smoking? No free beer? What kind of free beer boat is this?!" says a random punk chick on Saturday's Bruise Cruise on Lake Ontario.

"Over the years Ive had love affairs with Honey Nut Cheerios, Sugar Crisps—oh, Honey Bunches of Oats! Honey Bunches of Oats is fantastic!"

Australian producer and one of my current Soundcloud obsessions, Harley Streton (aka Flume)’s latest self-titled album destroyed the Australian iTunes charts by beating One Direction for the #1 spot. When a refreshing new sound that can only be described as “totally dope” (with flawlessly slick beats that draw remixers in swarms), drowns out the millions of teenage girls screaming for a mondo-famous pop-boy band-sensation, you know this dude must be doing something right.

Arguably the hottest producer in the world right now, Duke Dumont, is coming to Boston for Together next Friday, May 17. Even if you think you haven’t heard of him, you have. Try listening to “The Giver,” “Need U,” or his remix of HAIM’s “Falling,” and when the bassline comes in at 1:21, if you want to still argue that electronic dance music isn’t beautiful—that it’s not art—come at me, bro.

The above photo was taken by Nick Minieri (beantownboogiedown.com) when Modeselektor came to Identity Fest last summer. Dispatches from that show are as follows: Modeselektor’s on at 2:30 on the Main Stage so my friend Brian and I book it there so we can get good spots. We’re sitting near the aisle in the second row of seats when Gernot Bronsert and black jump-suited, sunglassed Sebastian Szary take the stage and Szary says matter-of-factly in a thick German accent:

We chatted with SBTRKT about what to expect from his live North American Tour, which will be hitting Royale with vocalist Sampha in tow. Even sans mask, Aaron Jerome is still all about his genre-blending music and interactive performance. I heard you’ve been DJing and buying records since you were 10 or 11 years old.

Alexander Ridha (Boys Noize): Vodka shots!