But let's face it: On paper, the guy is kind of boring. So what is it about his DJing that keeps 'em coming back for more? It's probably the tension. Digweed starts his sets off with throbbing, measured house tracks that brim with tightly restrained sensuality, and he paces himself, slowly working his way toward the kind of epic material that Slim slams into straight away. Over the course of the night, the energy builds like tension in an M. Night Shyamalan film, where you have to wait for the last 15 minutes to hit pay dirt. When the end comes, it's nothing short of revelatory.