the return of rc
It almost feels strange to be posting entries here. It has been over one full year since I’ve stumbled onto this page, in fact, the last time I logged into the tumblr was when I posted my goodbye entry in January 2012. I didn’t think I’d ever have the desire to come back and start posting tunes for all the regulars, but today it kind of hit me. I missed sharing the new tracks with the readers, especially with Matt. With our schedules running in total opposites right now, I figure I’d throw him a little surprise and post an entry.
These tracks are just a few that I’ve been into the past few days/weeks/months. Once I start to get a regular posting routine on the go again, I’ll be able to start posting up fresh and relatively unheard of tracks for you all to download/share.
This track just officially dropped the other day, and it’s already getting massive airtime on many big name mixes. Wolfgang brings back his unique progressive electro sound, but in it’s own way, it’s also something sort of evolutionary. The beat is simple it itself, the the pure complexity and layering of the track itself is what separates it from the rest of the tracks riding the top 10 on beatport. You just kind of have to check it out to know.
I stumbled onto this tune after hearing it in a mix I found on soundcloud the other afternoon. At first, I wasn’t really overly impressed with the song - as it seemed to be just that generic 4/4 typical track. However, once the meat the potatoes of the song kicked in, it really caught my attention. The plucky intro synth, that eventually builds into this full sounding anthem, really did it for me. All in all, a great track from a few very underrated producers.
Dillon Francis. What can I really say about this guy that you don’t already know? 2012 was really his defining year, tagging up with acts like Diplo and the rest of the Mad Decent crew. This guy has been turning everything he touches into gold. This track (and music video), really helps define who Dillon actually is. It’s an interesting listen, but it has potential. It’s one of those you need to hear it to understand it, kind of deals. Moombathon fused with some hard electro leads is painting with a broad brush, so to speak.
I’ve been a fan of Lucky Date for the last year or so, and he always seems to impress me with his production style. It’s usually something so simple and catchy, that it hooks me right in. This track is a quick edit/remix/bootleg of a well known track “Forever Young”. However, when that first drop hits in, it really defines itself as a banger.
And finally, probably the most hyped thing in EDM in the past, I’d say, 10 years has hit American TV this past weekend. First showing itself during the weekly show “Saturday Night Live”, this 15 second clip features some of the most funky, french house sounds that have surfaced in years. It could only belong to one group. Daft Punk is playing this whole ‘album promotion’ card perfectly, dropping crumbs and teasers for the past few years, and it’s certainly paying off. If this is a sign of whats to come on the new album, then it’s looking like this could hit “homework” proportions. See the video below for the aforementioned preview.
That’s all for me. Check back for more in the coming weeks ahead.
The Ultimate Stimulate: Life
The perfect combination of life hit me this morning. It took me a few minutes within my post nap haze to realize it but damn, life throws an incredible amount of stimulates at you and its up to you with how you let it affect your life; whether it is the opportunity to get that high average in a course you’ve been grinding, or the brand new, critically acclaimed album by one of your favourite artists was released. Now these lie within the realm of “the obvious” as one might say. Now other examples are reading an incredible chapter of the fantasy epic you are currently reading, or going to catch the bus and it pulls up right as you arrive, or your best friend decides to call you from 8 hours away just to say hi, or you wake up in the morning and your favourite song is playing on the radio, or something as simple as having the chance to hang out with your friends during the stressful period of finals.
On a final note, one might say that a steamy stew of these stimulates is what made me wake the fudge up and get on Electrodroid and share some of the most beautiful tracks from my library in the last 4 months. Next up, reduce that time period to 2 weeks.
The first EP, Metropolis Pt 1, released by the M Machine was nothing short of amazing. 6 tracks that touched upon every element of the electronic world. The opening track is a high octane, serial grinder that knocks heavy bass riffs directly into your skull. Speaking of high octane, this tune is a beauty of a driving track. You better hope you have cruise control going when the bass drops for the 2nd and 3rd times or else, there might be a few vehicles with their gas pedal to the floor.
Now we switch gears and bring a track that will act as a substitute for any kind of energy altering drug: caffeine, guarana, ephedrine, taurine. Screw chemistry and let us open the the research flood gates into how music affects our adrenaline and mental focus. The title of this track is perfect; it slaps your brain around activating every nerve possible, it makes you not want to sleep for the fear that a raved up lunatic will break in through your window and dance naked on your desk, it will scare the damn owl nested in your tree outside and transform its circadian rhythm from its typical nocturnal state.
I’m deeply saddened I could only share one track from the beloved Geronimo EP but alas, first world problems strike again and you are delivered the one the sits highest among my top played. A delightful little mix of electro disco house techno… Well now I’m getting carried away. Much mainstream appeal here as there isn’t a set of hips unable to jiggle within a 5km radius of the nearest speaker system playing this tune. Seriously, I see my 88 year old neighbour dancing as she shovels the driveway.
Ahhhhh, for an artist who is unheralded at the top of my electronic fanboyism, when his new album, Out Of The Black, dropped I was beyond esctatic. I knew that the album was going to endure a tremendous amount of stress over the coming weeks as my favourite tracks were siphoned out. Happily, the whole album stands to reckon with the best single releases of any artist these days. The realm of techno is still dominated by this man. Do not really have the appropriate words to explain how this track makes me feel… Maybe I will after I hear it dropped live when I see him tonight in Toronto?
KEISA MOKENELA: TUNE OF THE CENTURY
Today we have a special post. One of my boys from first year varsity basketball switched up his life passions and is on his meteoric rise within the realm of musical productions. I am proud to feature his brand new release (as of today) that would be a killer in any set. Don’t believe me, take a listen..
It starts with a decadent build up with the chilling lyricism of the man himself. The first minute brings you to the end of a dock, sitting in a lawn chair, waiting for the sun to rise over a slightly foggy lake with no horizon in sight. Then the first drop comes around and rocks you right in the jajunum. The perfect blend of big room chords and dirty little electro elements. It truly is a drop that catches you unsuspecting. Then comes the buildup of the century. Seriously listening to the intoxicating vocals, surrounded by sounds that make you want to rage even at 8am in the morning.
THE FACE: LOLLAPALOOZA
I was at Lollapalooza last weekend and let me tell you my view of live music, whether it be indie rock, electronic, trash punk, easy listening, or whatever, has been completely revamped. That’s what a 3 day music festival crafted from the delicate feathers of angels will do to an unseasoned veteran.
First, you have the shear mass of people. A literal 100,000 people are in the park at any one time. The energy for any stage is through the roof. There are thousands of dedicated hand waver, crowd surfers and mud sliders. Lines of portapotties that cover entire sides of streets. People are double and triple fisting beer.
Secondly, you have the immense power of the sound system. When I heard Porter Robinson drop Say My Name and your torso is so close to tearing itself apart from the inside you know that bass is nasty. Each drop you can almost feel a shockwave moving through the crowd with such finesse that it turns into a magic, one that makes your arms flail and your head bob.
Lastly, you have the quality of the sets. Each artist knows how seamlessly each of their tracks and flow into each other, feeding of the energy, building to the ultimate finales. Now where I was pleasently surprised came with the “last” song. Most would expect a band to play the hit single but no, that rarely happened. It was always that unsuspecting song that you totally forgot about but now they are playing it with such wrath and fury that they can turn the entire crowd into an insane asylum. Case in point, Franz Ferdinand playing This Fire. At one point we were all chanting “BURN THIS CITY” and I am certain event coordinators were preparing for a riot.
On a side bar, Justice played a DJ set that I do not think could ever be matched. Playing tunes exclusively from their two albums, they had an eclectic mash of disgustingly awesome bass and lights. I swear I thought the show was over 3 times but they kept working the crowd up, then down, back up and back down. It was absolutely insane. Justice blended their tracks perfectly together, had multiple ones playing at the same time, vocal samples not sounding out of place at all. Honestly, words can barely do it justice (I’m not sure if this is an intentional pun or not). Regardless it cumulated with the biggest drop of Phantom Pt II I could ever imagine and the mass of 60,000 people turn into a large mosh pit, the best kind of mosh pit you could ever imagine (hurrah for double phrasing).
So in conclusion, go to fucking Lollapalooza, or Coachella, or Bonnaroo, or VELD, or EDC, or any of the incredible music festivals around these days. Totally worth your money
Because I have watched the music video for this song so many times, I have an engrained vision of what I should be imagining at each second. Let me puzzle you this readers. When its all like “dunda dunda dunda dunda”, picture a bunch of tripped out kids from the 80s watching stuffed animals talk and fly around while there are special effects ripped right out of a 60s sci-fi movie. The kids may be drinking a hot cup of tea, or watching a unicorn form right as a hologram right in front of them. Now, about halfway through, there comes to be dramatic chords played. Each time one of those chords is played imagine 1 piece of a 3x3 grid slowly panning into view. Slowly but surely, its a video clip of a live rooster just grazing in the grass. God damn I love this track.
At the beginning I envision a director cutting between our villain and our hero as they prepare for the chase at hand. A deadly run through the perils of the underwater desert. The constant switch between highs and lows highlights the hero’s struggle to maintain power in the battle. At one point, you believe he has succeeded, prevailed over the evil lord. But wait, that is just the soundtrack of him rising from the grave to enact his revenge in the sequel. Techno sounds great and Siriusmo always gives me a side of it I don’t usually get. Alas, the hero is victorious when we are given a beautiful harmonic chopped up vocal over our final few bars of beats.
Let us continue story time because it really enables the reader to pull himself into the song and become a raging lunatic that only the inevitable end of the track can stop. That’s Rocksteady. Getting into a car with a bunch of your friends, driving down an abandoned highway, shotgunning Pabst in the backseat, when a song comes on the radio, a song with such vigor, such energy that you cannot ignore it. It drops once, you feel the goodness, it drops within its drop and you start to kick windows out and ripping apart metal with your bare hands. Electro house needs a rock infused anthem like this. You want to see the dancefloor break faces? Bedroom DJs play this gem.
Ah something that makes me focus, makes me rage, makes me bounce around, makes me angry, makes me calm. I think those might be the symptoms of real ecstasy but I’m talking about XTC by Boys Noize mofos. The glitchy, bouncy lead is a techno goldmine that I pray even breaches the outer limits of the mainstream EDM scene. Listen to the first half of the song and be impressed that a sound so fresh can still be brought to your speaker’s attention. Now where I lose my absolute shit (pardon my french but my extended vocabulary has no proper way to describe it) is at the build up to the last drop. Robots everywhere would be shaking more and more violently until they meet their ultimate demise and explode (in a Bender-esque must-party-or-excess-capacity-will-explode kind of way).
THE FACE: PART 3
Delightful doings in the unknown. My life is currently a ramshackle of chaos. Seriously, my entropy is violating the 2nd law of thermodynamics. Ying is having a hard time dealing with my Yang. My furniture wants to move itself around just because of the lack of Feng Shui. Not that I can complain. Well clearly I am, but anywho. My weekends have been, are and will be all filled the obligatory shenanigans that would make any 16 - 35 year old go week in the knees. Everything for record breaking roller coasters, to full days of live music, to full weekends of live music, to slapping-alotta-bag (its a game where you drink a bag of wine while yelling “slap-a-da-bag” in a Paul Rudd in I Love You, Man voice), to MLB games, to…. well I think you get the picture.
How can I complain about the amount of shit you have to go through during the week with work, sports and any other extracurricular activities you may have when how shitty that shit is really just makes the weekend start that much higher on the super awesome scale.
I love music and I have been abandoning my electro lately so I was stoked to be able to sit down and hammer out quality tune hunting. I still have a major backlog for you guys but at least these 5 tracks are all banging (and at least a couple are brand new). Enjoy as always.
A duo that truly makes waves after waves in the electronic world. They are borderline tsunami creators. Their last EP 100% Modern Talking featured the hit Internet Friends which was probably played by every professional DJ down to the incredible amount of bedroom DJs. So now they have come back (after not too long of a wait) to bring us 4 brand spanking new tracks that hit that incredible balance with drum and bass, dubstep and gnarly ass electro. Oh yeah, Rage Valley (the titular track of the new EP) is jump happy energy filled ear ruiner that has a nice little riff of soothing fondant that I love so very much.
I’m being completely honest when I say that initially I was very disappointed with the preview I heard of Zedd’s new track. I heard the progressive sound that is becoming much too cliche these days. But then as per usual, the track had a few more chances to flex its muscles and BOOM, old Zedd was back. I could hear sounds of Dovegreden (let’s not worry about the spelling) and I am completely honest now when I say this is probably his best production to date. The entire track is a technical masterpiece. Bravo Zedd. PS the vocals are almost guaranteed to be branded in your mind.
Now I get the chance to tone it down a bit and bring that summer time disco vibe to the table. The sound that enables the thoughts of a frigid body of water just calling your name on one of these days that seem to reek of humidity and scorching temperatures. The first half of the song will have to thinking of whatever your brain associates with sexy and then the second half throws that extra bit of ooomph into it. Hey, disco house is the bomb and Lunar Apex does a pretty grand job.
BRAND NEW WOLFGANG and I couldn’t be happier. Although it shares similarities with the track 818 off of his Weekend In America, I don’t think many people will care when they listen to a masterpiece of technical mind numbing build ups with a grinding drop that incorporates a deadmau5-esque wub wub which…. ughhh… sounds so wild. But truthfully, the build up in Flexx is absolutely wild and that alone should bring you back for a second listen. You know what, enough talking because I can never seem to say the appropriate words to describe how I feel about Wolfgang singles. The power it gives me is equivalent to a Grolar Bear (look it up people)
And now for MG’s favorite track of the now…
I’ll let one sentence describe this song to you and its how it was described to me, “if this song was my wife, I would actually listen to her”
THE FACE: PART 2
Look.. Another day, another dollar. Another day, another blog post. Now that I have been working for what most people my age would consider a fair amount of time (20 months of full time work over 4 months), I can safely say that you feel a certain amount of invincibility when you get paid every second week. It is that extra security, that extra padding in your bank account that will usually cause you to make an ill-advised purchase and spend a little more than you were planning to at the local strip club. Not that this is a problem, after all the saying goes, “all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy”.
Now my strife of the week… I was born and raised in what most people would consider a small town (80 000 people). Now that might sound like an alarming high number to some folk but when I can safely safe there is essentially no civilization for 3.5 hours in any direction, you can classify it as a small town. Now in this small town you are allowed a certain amount of jaywalking, or just crossing half the street as you wait for the oncoming car to pass. Basically, it boils down to basic traffic control and behavior. I have been living in Toronto for a few weeks now and drivers here suck more ass than they do back home (mind you pedestrians always think drivers suck). I’m walking across the road at 730am when I don’t have a walk signal. I cross half the road and stop, staring at the oncoming car waiting for him to pass.. He stops, honks his horn, and swears and gets out of his car. Maybe I’m not used to Toronto culture yet or maybe there can’t be much trust placed in the majority of pedestrians here (probably the case) but I am pretty damn sure that a person that is staring at your car isn’t going to run in front of your car and yell “PEEKABOO” and take an early trip to the grave.
Anyways, blah blah blah, my blog is about music as well as being an outlet for all the things that piss me off or make me happy on a day to day basis. Let me know how you feel about this. I guess if I put the shoes on the other feet, I can kind of see his point, but noooo, the shoes don’t fit me.. That’s always the problem. Really though, I used roller blades that were 4 sizes to small a few weeks ago and I have real nasty roadrash to show for it.
Who the hell is J. Rabbit? And what the hell is bruschotti? Can’t tell you I know other than it is of Italian decent. But the track is a beast in its own right and wouldn’t you know it, it was released for freeee. This is one of those tracks that balances so many elements in a pure evil equilibrium. BPM switch up, synths clashing and smashing each other in their figurative faces. After this, I definitely want a shot of whatever bruschotti is.
The last track off of Felix Cartal’s sophomore album, Different Faces, has a fitting name. My god I love this. The drop incorporates what I make out to be a chopped up, looping voice clip. The intro starts out and you’re like, “cool man this is glitchy, this is revolutionary house”. Then all of a sudden you are prompted with dramatic piano hums, and then the looping synth comes back, and then the drum kicks get faster and faster letting you know the drop is coming and then….. AHHH. (Bonus hint, you may have noticed in Feazy’s tracks the drops have different patterns after each 4 bar set, see if you can catch it)
This is an oldie. One that has been saved from back in the days where I would keep multiple techno playlists on Youtube. When I went back to check these playlists for a good ole nostalgic romp, this was one of the only ones that hadn’t been ripped off of Youtube and taken down. So I listened, remembered the second half of the song (the buildup and drop, as I have said so many times in the past) and then I found a full quality version and play it loud as I can. Also you nerds (myself included) should try to crack what the 1 0 1 1 0 chanting translates to.
Funky disco house origins… Infused with a slap happy deep ass bass line.. Some vocal chanting that would remind you of the days of the Ancient Catholic church.. That is the recipe for Jacques Lu Cont’s big banger. Guaranteed you will have the main hook solidified in your mind before the song finishes even once. The chords pulse only to accentuate the strong bass line and I tell you… I guarantee that you will be singing electronic sounds. This song does that.
The one that I found a couple days ago but isn’t officially released yet but I had to post anyways because it is a monster and makes me wish I had more ear hairs:
I just realized that I post a lot of Felix Cartal. Well that is a bold faced lie because I knew I did it this whole time. But can you blame me. His originals spit hot fire, his remixes chill you to the bone, and his tracks are perfectly remixable for the man they call Clockwork. These two young guns are currently on a massive North American tour and this track has been absolutely decimating clubs. The siren kills it; the oldest sample in the book. It drops this nasty sound and the siren gives you a perfect excuse to pump your fist. But wait it isn’t over, the siren pumps up to a level over 9000 and makes you want to rip your arm out of its socket and launch it high in the air.
THE FACE: PART 1
My goodness, I have missed just sitting down and writing a lot of pointless jibber jabber that might make some sort of coherent sense at the end. I missed being able to state ridiculous hyperboles and compare things that should not be compared. I have missed writing things that make your mind imagine things you never thought possible or maybe you thought possible but never really thought someone could think the same thing.
Regardless, I’m sure you are all used to the whole “OMG IMMA BACK YALL” and then you receive the nastiest and gloriest tunes for the next few months before I fall back into purgatory and struggle to find my way out until the trainman comes to pick me up and delivers me to the front door of the intrawebs (slight Matrix reference anyone). But that stuff doesn’t seem to affect you Electrodroidians.. No, no it doesn’t. People still come back, yearning for a day where they load up this page and there is a new comical and/or disturbing photo waiting for them along with a few tracks for the best appendage on the body (now that could be an interesting grudge match, if you know what I mean).
So for this one, I give you songs that might not have been released last week but ones that have marinated in the most delicious marinade you could imagine. Is it bacon and beer, or is it perhaps a garlic and onion, or maybe even that secret Don Malon 8 Spive Blend you hear your great uncle Marnie talk about all the time. Long story short, these have survived the rigours of my library for a few months now. If they can do that, and you know what Electrodroid stands for, then you know these mafackers are legitimate.
Om nom nom, who doesn’t like a big batch of progressive buildup that preps you from what is likely another one of those so called big room anthems. But no, it goes in a direction that I thoroughly love.. The out of left field, dark, grinding bass line that makes you want to put your hips to the floor and flail around like a bunch on Antarctic penguins outrunning a polar bear.
Back when these two first teamed up and released the still incredible, Lemonade, many people complained about its lack of driving force, its lack of detail, its lack of a hook. Well I see Roland Rat as the natural evolution of them as artists and exemplifies what a couple of octave changes and a well timed drum kick can do for a track. That was some philosophical jargon and I’ll leave you with a song that groooooves.
A song that has been recently honored with entering my Top 25 Most Played and still a song that will rise up the ranks. I don’t think I have ever skipped over Triple Deke if I hear it come up on shuffle or any playlist for that matter. It recently made me awake from a dead nap and had me madly waving my arms around, snapping them back and forth trying to emulate some sort of multijointed robot. The way the lead slaps on the drums kicks just makes me go wild… And as what seems to be a continued tradition in electro, the second drop just adds that SLIGHT tweak to throw you off and make you wonder, “woah that shit just got real”
Start with a nom nom, end with a yum yum. I think I’ve used this meme before but hell, I don’t always listen to dubstep but when I do it is UK style dubstep. None of this so-called Transformers-having-sex ear grindage (don’t get me wrong, that can still reach gnarly sound level) but a good ole original wobble cake is always the most delicious. It is the kind of cake you want to smash your teachers face in and its the kind of cake that your teacher wouldn’t even mind. The teacher would even lick their lips and ask for another.
The only track and lied about and I found like 2 days ago:
ENERGY. DRUM AND BASS. ENERGY. You know what. ‘Nuff said (I think I have written enough for today, don’t you?)
Rockband Never Dies
So remember that craze about 4 - 5 years ago where there were these little plastic instruments that were used to play music on a video game. Guitar Hero started a market craze for music games that allowed to essentially play the notes from your favorite songs from the last 5 decades. This spawned over 7 Guitar Hero games and 5 Rock Band games. Now this genre is all but dead, although I am a guilty party for someone who still avidly enjoys the game.
This may be partly due to the fact that every couple weeks, our entire house (7 of us) decide to sit down a belt out a full band rendition of our favorite Rock Band 3 songs. It gets pretty ruckus, especially when vocals are involved. There is always a verse you forget, a pitch you can’t hit, and this results in extreme hilarity for every person involved. As a party game, it still does its job. As I write this, I can hear the ominous hums of Queen and Sum 41 as my girl roommates giggle uncontrollably. Yes, it truly brings us close together.
And then there is the side of the game that drives you to get the highest score possible. My roommate J and I strive for perfection (or in Rock Band’s case, Gold Stars). Myself on Expert Pro Drums, and him on Expert Guitar, we make a compelling case to be the best duo in the history of the world, kind of along the lines of Tenacious D.
I say to you, brush off the dust of your instruments and play a couple songs. You may be surprised how fun it is. And don’t even use the excuse that you aren’t good. At any one time during our house sessions, we have someone playing on each difficulty level (you might have to turn no-fail mode on though for that certain person that never seems to be able to pass).
Anyways, fresh tracks this week so here is the part of the blog that matters the most, The fucking tunes.
So in my defense, it just happens to be a coincidence that Felix Cartal is dropping bombs in the past few weeks and I would be a fool not to post them on Electrodroid. This tune is courtesy of a remix he did for Etienne De Crecy. Best way to describe this track is calling it a jumpy, glitchy trip through some decently hard hitting electro. He certainly is developing his signature sound and this remix is a sound that isn’t played to a certain grave in the EDM world.
HEAVY SYNTHS ATTACK. I’ve been waiting for a track like this for a while. A wholehearted heavy ass bass that will make any dance floor move but at the same time not turning it into a mosh pit of doom. AC/DC would be proud to have a track like this live up to the legacy of the track name. Seriously, the word “rage” gets tossed around a lot in this day in age of electronic music, but I can safely use it while describing the energy on this track.
I was incredibly torn between posting the original or the newly released Wolfgang Gartner remix. It was hard due to my extreme admiration for Wolfgang’s tracks and the fact that it was a solid remix. But in a world where catchiness rules, the original gets top marks. You’ll be singing the chorus over and over again in your head. Nothing complex on the electro front in this guy, but I certainly couldn’t give a shit, it sounds freaking awesome.
Now this is the kind of dubstep I love. You can call it electrostep if you want but it is a type of track that isn’t reliant on the huge wobbles and bone crushing bass. Its the softer, melodic synths that make Lightspeed such a huge hit for me. It doesn’t hurt that you have two of the biggest names in dubstep as the producers. It also doesn’t hurt that you have a gentlemen agreement with your fellow blog writer, Young Bachelor, allows you to post this baby first (Nothing like a good class wasting tune hunt).
So hello Internet, it certainly has been a while. An unacceptable amount of time but lets not dwell on the point for too long. There is a very deadly disease known to college campuses around the world. This disease is called “procrastination”. It can hit at any time and remain incubated within you for an indefinite period of time. Symptoms include: projects with only the title page completed, a tv show continually playing in the background of your workspace, a constant need to go look in the fridge, or an extremely urge to nap even though you woke up 2 hours ago.
But procrastination is only the tip of the iceberg as an accelerator to this disease is the dreaded “sleep compound”. This can be explained by a simple example of my last couple weeks of living. Its a simple process really and it ends up being a vicious cycle. You go to bed late, you wake up early, that is the premise. Last week I spent the week with friends that were all home for our so-called “spring break” and let me tell you sleep was a resource that was not easily found. With someone constantly tugging at you to go enjoy the wonders of nightlife and some sort of family member consistently waking you up early for some sort of doctors appointment and unnecessary errand. This builds up on your body and can lead to catastrophic effects. This was all topped off with a 2 hour sleep into a 5am car ride back to my university.
Anyways, I think the whole point to this is to say that do not undervalue sleep. You need sleep and consistent sleep at that. I rather sleep 6 hours everyday than be thrown through a 8, 3, 12 hours sleep cycle that leaves me feeling like a complete bum that doesn’t want to do anything productive. I’m sure you all can relate.
Lastly, we have certified fresh tracks that almost anyone with enjoy. Every single one of these tunes is from a producer that you better of heard of by now, if not than hop on the damn bandwagon because these guys are BIIIIIIG. Glad to be back. Unfortunately I provided you with what is likely a nonsensical rant about nothing relevant to everyday life but hell, isn’t that what the internet is for.
These guys have been nothing short of amazing with their last few releases. Showing they can dabble into any genre that they want too. They even do homages which is exactly what L’Amour feels like. With an intro buildup that is so incredibly Daft Punk-esque you can barely tell that it isn’t Daft Punk. But then the drop comes and Bingo Players is back on the board. Not as catchy as Mode but it provides a hardhitting dance smash.
This little guy has been leaked for a while. Hopping around Youtube with different names. But now deadmau5 has finally released this bad boy and it comes with no departure from the usual quality you expect from one of the pioneers of modern day EDM. Progressive house at its finest; its main riff has so many different sounds during the multitude of drops, its a solid listen from start to finish. I used to hate deadmau5 and now I wonder what the hell I was smoking back then.
I’ve had Wolfgang’s newest release toiling around in my iTunes for a while now but only recently I realized its incredible addictiveness and anthemic nature. Not what you would typically except from this world class producer and I think that is what initially turned me off. But then its big room presence hit me like a pillow case full of bricks. The progression of chords will be stuck in your head for days. You can really tell that this guy takes a lot of time to make sure every single detail of his tracks are up to par with his legacy.
Oh baby, this is hot of the presses and its play count is already skyrocketing within my own library and presumably many more across the globe. I’ve always found people tend to have an attraction to electronic music that has a chilling vocal addition; I say this because Black to White is the perfect example. In what will be the next single from his new album, Different Faces, this track proves it will have incredible balance from disgusting dance floor killers to fist pumping jumpers to soothing anthems. Following in the wake of Domo and Don’t Turn On The Lights, this is the next addition into a producer who has a monumental reputation to uphold.
The Legend of RCMG
This is going to be somewhat of a different entry, in a few different ways. For the foreseeable future, this will be my (rc’s) final entry. As of late, my activity here has began to slip, but not for a non legitimate reason. For the past few months, I’ve been in the process of joining the Canadian Forces, and tomorrow I’m leaving for my basic training course. I decided instead of writing about myself, and what’s going to happen with me, I’d write about a true friend of mine.
If you’re an active reader of this blog, you’re aware of who makes the magic happen. Matt has been a true bro of mine for nearly 8 years, and I’m truly glad that we decided to combine our efforts and produce electrodroid. When we first started chatting about music, it was pretty much entirely about our favorite band - Death From Above 1979. From there, Matt threw some tracks from some crazy group called “MSTRKRFT” at me. I wasn’t a huge fan. I was knee deep into my “indie rock” phase, blaring tracks from Wolfmother, TAN!, Bloc Party and much more. However, between the sharing of DFA remixes, and MSTRKRFT tracks, I started to enjoy it. Every time I signed on my computer, I’d have a fresh set of tracks from MG, and nearly every track was a beauty. I’m telling you, I’ve discussed music with many, many people in my life, but no one quite gets the quality of a track like MG.
For a few months, we spent out time trying to “DJ” on VirtualDJ, until we started trying to produce some tracks together under the name “big north”. Funny enough, that’s what inspired us to create this blog, our mutual love for awesome fucking music. We’re still trying to produce today, and hopefully we’ll have something soon to show all the readers, but until then, electrodroid will be the prime public venue to find the freshest, addicting tracks.
It’s needless to say that I consider MG one of my best friends, and I’m going to miss him and this blog dearly. However, everyone here is in very capable hands. I’d just like to thank Matt once again though. Thanks for being an inspiration (music and life), and one of the most genuine, loyal, talented dudes I’ve ever had the honor of knowing. Cheers buddy.
Now, let’s check some fucking huge tracks out before I depart!
This has been one of my favorite bangers I’ve heard in ages. I stumbled upon it while jamming to a Dada Life mix, and I instantly fell in love. It’s simplistic in design, but it’s so damn catchy that it will bring even the most awkward of dancers to the middle of the floor. I wasn’t too huge on the appearance of the tenor sax in most “pop” dance music these days (Mr. Saxo Beat, etc), but this track changed that totally. The build, the drop, all of it accounts to one of the biggest tracks of 2011/2012. I promise this isn’t the first time you’ll hear this, as it’s sure to make even bigger waves this coming spring break.
If I didn’t quite praise MG enough in my opening rant, then this will add to it. One of the first dance tracks Matt ever introduced to me was this somewhat unknown MSTRKRFT tune. It’s quite an interesting track if you think about it, fusing the best of prog house with some classic MSTRKRFT synths, it surely brings together the best of the two genres I love the most. Throughout the entire 10 minutes of this tune, it evolves from gnarly bassline, to another unreal hook. If you can sit through the entirety of this song and not even tap your foot, you’re not human. Despite it’s 2007 release, this track is still a contender for one of my top 50 electro tracks of all time.
Another trip back to the glory days of when I was just a young 16 year old kid, discovering dance music. The Bloody Beetroots have gone through many musical changes from their formation to their present setup as Death Crew. If you’re a DJ looking at this track information, you might look at the BPM and feel that it’s rather slow, but I promise, this is going to be one of the biggest tracks of the night if played. Before all the brostep kids showed up and tried defining what a “raging” track was, THIS was the track you’d see people raging to in clubs. Fidget house never really made it huge in North America, but Bob Rifo sure did something right when he produced this banger.
When I first heard the track “Synrise” by Goose, I thought it was a fantastic tune, but once I heard what Mumbai Science did to it, I was totally blown away. Plug in some quality headphones, and sit back and listen. The layered synths, the chord progressions, all the makings of a massive tune. The progressive build, paired with the wild drop, makes this yet another electro track that flew somewhat under the radar.
And…….. here I come with a followup rant that can’t even come close to the kind words posted by my fellow electro lover. As previously mentioned, for the past 8 years we have shared interests like a couple of brothers would. As his interests evolved, so did mine. As a certain hatred grew on his end, so did mine. As our addiction to certain hobbies increased, well you guessed it, so did mine. Ryan has pretty much described my side of the story as well. Nearly every word, phrase, and sentence that he gave the internet, I have no regrets in reiterating them word by word.
The aspirations to headline Coachella as the duo of Big North may be a dream not worth dreaming. But fun thoughts like those are what get you through the day. RC was always one to randomly message me, hyped up like a little school girl, ready to tell me something amazing, or show me a new track he was working on, or tell me he is finally going to basic training for the Canadian Forces. Now that last one is of special importance because I’ve seen his battle towards this day for a few years now. The highs, the lows and he is finally fucking going to be in the military. That’s called taking the next huge step in your life. You could even say he has reached Phase 2. So I say, when all you go out tonight, give a little self cheers to this mystery man behind the scenes of ElectroDroid.
You all know by now one of the primary purposes of the post. The second (not nearly as monumental purpose) being that is my Champagne birthday tomorrow. Meaning that I am turning as old as the day that I was born (turning 21 on January 21st). Now this is obviously a one in a life time experience and it falls on a Saturday so I’m pretty stoked. Plus its my 21st birthday which is probably the last great celebratory age until 40. Big plans this weekend and hopefully I can pass my love out to as many people as possible.
I finish by saying good luck and farewell to my friend RC. The driving, unseen catalyst to this blog and one of my most underestimated best friends. Huge ups. So enough with the damn melodrama and enjoy this motherfreaking tracks. We gave you 8 of them so you better find something to love or you are positively screwed.
Well now I have to write about all these tracks and I’ve nearly exhausted my entire literary ability. But I must go on. This Modek remix has been sitting in the “to post” pile for a long ass time. And what a fitting time to unleash it on the world. This one has gotten better with age because the first time I heard it, the track was a certified banger and now I add with confidence an adjective and bump it up to a certified fucking banger.
A little back story to this one. Stumbled across it as a live rip from Afrojack’s Ultra mix. I was literally intoxicated by it. It prevented me from working an entire afternoon at work because I had it on repeat and I was doing mental fist pumps and mental raging. The title of the track (once revealed in Afrojack’s Lost and Found release) is perfect. Honestly perfect, because that is what the tune makes you do. Yes, the drop is magnificent but as always after the incredibly bouncy breakdown leads you into an orchestral finale, you will be a raving lunatic.
Shout out to my roommate Krawbs (real name hidden for identity) who follows this blog like his bible and the fact that he is the one that introduced me to this song at least 2 years ago. I always thought Stress was evil and this remix adds about 15 points of villainy to it. As famous as the Jaws theme song is for suspense, this nearly resembles it. Now its time for mental video imaging: a group of 5 kids, dressed in leather blazers, walking through the streets of an urban area, terrorizing everyone in their way; beating up the elderly, spray painting people in the chest, stealing money from the homeless. Ok, that’s not something I thought up on my own. Go to Youtube and check out the video for it. Pure evil.
We finish off this monumental post with a bonus track from the all loving Weekend In America album. I actually had the privelege to preview this track a couple days before the album was officially released. And boy did it get me hype for the album. I figured if this was a a bonus track then what would the full LP be like. So we have it here; a beautiful fusion of mind numbing piano chords, grooving bass riffs, and anthemic synths. The definition of the track means discomfort in holding ones ideas, beliefs, values, etc. Well after this massive tune, you’ll definitely begin to question the standards you have when it comes to electronic music.