Midway through his barn-burning set, Bizarrap froze. For the last half hour of his set at the Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival in Indio, Calif., the DJ fired off a nonstop barrage of choppy, pulsing kick drums backed by an over-the-top assortment of lasers and visuals. Then, abruptly, everything stopped. For a moment the room, about the size of an aircraft hangar and fully packed with fans, hung in suspense. Behind him a dark silhouette appeared, slowly rising on an elevated pedestal. It... Read this story
