The first months of the year tend to be the most musically fruitful for me. The reason is fairly simple: I read all the bloggers’ best-of lists, I search for those tracks and albums, and I enjoy them. A lot. I don’t pretend to have any individual taste, or the ability to search out new music on my own. There are just too many people in the world who are much better at that than I am. One happy side-effect of this lemming-like browsing, is that I do come across new albums from favorite artists at the top of the year. In January 2009, it was Merriweather Post Pavilion, and this year it’s been, among others, Hot Chip’s One Life Stand.
As I intimated in my reaction to Black’s post about Pete Rock and Dead Prez, I would rather dance to a song in my car than in the club. In fact, the last club I was in was in Mexico, and was long enough ago that folks were dancing to “La Macarena” without irony.
“Hai!”
So, the true dancefloor test is my kitchen while I’m doing the dishes. Yup, said it. “I Feel Better” features what I consider to be all the classic features of a great club song. The Zapp-vocals, the synth strings, the beat. It would certainly not be out of place in that video of the Ukranian lady drawing with sand. When listening the album, both the wife and I managed to zero in on this track and put it on repeat for a good part of January. That’s fine, because you walk away feeling like you’ve just witnessed a boy version of “La Isla Bonita.” And to quote ODB, “Listen to the album, ’cause it’s bangin!” It’s also out in some countries on some record labels today.
In The Club
Hot Chip – I Feel Better
As I intimated in my reaction to Black’s post about Pete Rock and Dead Prez, I would rather dance to a song in my car than in the club. In fact, the last club I was in was in Mexico, and was long enough ago that folks were dancing to “La Macarena” without irony.
“Hai!”
So, the true dancefloor test is my kitchen while I’m doing the dishes. Yup, said it. “I Feel Better” features what I consider to be all the classic features of a great club song. The Zapp-vocals, the synth strings, the beat. It would certainly not be out of place in that video of the Ukranian lady drawing with sand. When listening the album, both the wife and I managed to zero in on this track and put it on repeat for a good part of January. That’s fine, because you walk away feeling like you’ve just witnessed a boy version of “La Isla Bonita.” And to quote ODB, “Listen to the album, ’cause it’s bangin!” It’s also out in some countries on some record labels today.