Very simply, this song is Summer. When I hear this song (recently released by excellent band Lovedrug), I think of bathing suits, jean shorts, sunscreen, driving with windows open and happy sunburns. It’s a little reminiscent of old Dashboard Confessional, do you think? Be young, be happy, and now I’m counting the days down until beach days are back again.
Sometimes, you just need to actually jammy jam out to the originals. I remember when ‘We Are Golden’ came out and I blasted this song so loud that my parents’ neighbors probably still remember the lyrics. Plus, I tend to think that every single Mika song is about my life and this one is no different. A tempestuous girl who barely listens to advice? Moi. However, it’s been MONTHS since I’ve screamed at anyone in French.
(PS: This song is from Mika’s new Origin of Love album and I highly recommend getting the whole album. But only if you like amazing music to which you can’t stop dancing.)
Long title, actual jam, brought to us by the beautiful birch Caroline! That song that was stuck in your head all spring long and the haunting voice of Aaliyah mashed up in one. Wooo! Jam jam, dance parties, etc.
Converse has been doing this thing called 3 Artist, 1 song and holy mother my brain exploded when I found this one. A-Trak has always been a favorite (have seen him live once or twice, did not disappoint), and I think we all know how I feel about Mark Foster (om nom nom). Kimbra is also pretty badass, and riding a pretty sweet wave since “Somebody I Used to Know”, which I think she killed it on. This song has elements of each artist, since you could totally picture Foster the People playing it, A-Trak DJing it and Kimbra’s vocals on it are straight up on point. Pump up this jammy jam and get to dancing!
I was a freshman in college right around the time that John Mayer went batshit insane and lost his mind, telling everyone in the media every single detail of his sex life and beyond. Even among close friends, there comes a time when that kind of oversharing becomes uncomfortable and suddenly one of you has to yell, “Oh my god, whateveryourfriendsnameis. THIS ISN’T SEX AND THE CITY. WE HAVE OTHER THINGS GOING ON. WE. DON’T. CARE.” Fortunately, that time eventually came for John Mayer, and he kind of faded into the distance. Did this complete breakdown make me stop listening to his music? No. His cover of my absolute favorite song of all time, “Free Falling” haunts me. So I was actually so happy to see that he’s been using this break from being the most famous jerk in existence to make beautiful music. This is just one of those songs that makes me want to be slow dancing barefoot with someone. That’s so weird, but it’s totally true. Anyway, I really do hope his shadow days are over and he goes back to writing songs that are soulful and metaphors for my life.