As it is well known, the wild and crazy time in March that is Winter Music Conference has now since come and gone. This year Miami had a different feel to it; as usual, there were gorgeous bikini-clad women, lavish luxurious parties, and dance music coming at from every direction imaginable, but the conference has changed forms for me now. As it has always been see and be seen, what party am I on the list for and what other people are on the list with me. It has transformed into supporting dance music more thoroughly without the need for status. My coverage of the WMC this year is more objective than year's past, but there is passion in what I saw...