Wednesday, 30 July 2014
Time for music. First, to listen to Mr Benji’s Spit, freestyle session. I got so into this tune, that I started to do some extreme twerking in the bedroom. It wasnt pretty but fuck it, that’s the joy of dancing alone.
Ive now headed to Justin Timberlake, Sexyback. I'm a million miles from dancing to tunes like these in dark, boozey places but for now, music alongside cups of tea, in the well-lit bedroom is absolutely fine by me.
A twisty turn and I’m with Sucioperro, Landslide. This track is not as different to the previous two tunes as you might think. Spit, Sexyback and Landslide are all tunes with an awesome edge.
Perhaps combining elements of all previous genres, I’ve traveled to Rage against machine, Bombtrack. Bombtrack, what a flipping tune.
Bombtrack is a hard act to follow. Thus I’ve chosen something with just as much edge, albeit configured rather differently. I have arrived at Florence and the machine, Howl. Coincidentally, both sets of musicians have machine in their name. This track is so damn good, it’s practically painful. As an aside, Florence once famously sung the lyrics, “a kiss with a fist, is best than none”, Florence how wrong you were.
How to follow Florence? Marmaduke duke seems to be an excellent choice. I’ve gone super hard edgey and chosen The red and the number. This song is Not for the fainthearted. It houses Lots of melodic screaming, with a mammoth side order of supercharged energy.
I was tempted to go Stonebridge, Put em high but it doesn’t really follow Marmaduke duke comfortably so I have found myself with Conversation intercom by Soulwax. I fell for the indie arm of Soulwax before I discovered Too many DJ’s. I love both aspects of Soulwax / Too many DJ’s with equal enthusiasm.
After Soulwax, it only makes sense to arrive at Too many DJ’s remix of The Sugarbabes, Round Round. Too many DJ’s are experts at transforming pleasant pop into pop house with an awesome edge.
I now feel that it’s safe to move to Stonebridge, Put em high. Much softer than Soulwax but it’s beautifully bouncy and makes me think of Summer. Listening to this track, I imagine I'm drinking cocktails at the poolside and smiling at the warm sun.
Another Summery, bouncy track is Put your hands up by Fredde Le Grand. A little cheesy for some, I suppose but this is the hard trance version. Blow your whistles people.
An unexpected turn and I'm with Bloc Party, Helicopter. I never fell for Block Party wholeheartedly but this song is perfection.
A part of me wants to immerse in music all evening, yet the mummy part of me, which is certainly the lions share, thinks that bedtime might be a better plan. My toddler has already woken up twice. So to bed, my music will be there tomorrow.
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