Moby is the kind of artist whom, after hearing just one song, you remember from then on. I heard “Go” back in the ‘90s when it became a club hit while riding in the back seat of a car heading out of New York City late at night. Watching the lights of the skyline flash by perfectly matched the full throttle energy of the music and I became an instant fan. After the horrors of 9/11 (which happens to also be the date of Moby’s birthday), I walked into the local record store called Johnny’s in Darien, Connecticut to purchase his CD, 18. Moby used to work there, passing the time by drawing cartoon-like creations on shopping bags, and now this collection of music would help restore hope in the everyday. He is a master of soaring melodies that pierce the heart and feed the soul.
During the New Music Seminar, Moby appeared on two panels after playing on stage at the opening night party. He has recently relocated to the West Coast, so it was easy to drive his Prius from a new home in the Hollywood Hills to this even. Using self-deprecating wit to get his viewpoint across, Moby clearly stated that success should only be a byproduct from the love of making music. He may say his “Little Idiot” alter-ego drawings are named because he is small and an idiot, but Moby serves as a thoughtful sage in the business. The day after releasing three new songs for free download on Moby.com, he sat down with PopMatters to give an update.