The Summer Jams

Pitbull & Neyo (Produced by Afrojack) - Give me Everything (Tonight)



Sometimes a little mainstream goes a long way... But we all know why I uploaded this little club jam: Pitbull and Afrojack. It's like the music world is colliding in order to make me happy and it's totally working! Afrojack was unbelievable at Ultra Fest, and my two favorite Nicaraguans and I love any beat by him, and then...you throw Pitbull on the track?? WIN!

Devious Knights - Summer Rock Anthem (LMFAO vs The Underdog Project)



It's mainstream totally unstreamed! And the opening synth makes me SUPER excited. For imagery purposes - picture a bunch of people at the beach with nothing but smiles and good vibes flowing through everyone's dancing. This is a summer jam, get into the song, feel the music, get happy...Summer is here!!!!

Rye Rye feat. Robyn - Never Will be Mine



Well this brings the mood to a more serious tone, but I couldn't wait to put it up in a collection of its own. It's far too good to put it off. Seeing it was a Robyn song is what initially drew me to this track, but the music just blows it out of the water, and you know what, Rye Rye kills it.

Autoerotique - Freak (Sound of Stereo remix)



I remember exactly when I found this song. My roommate and I were browsing the music blogs on the interwebs and as SOON as this one we got going, we were both like HELL YEAH. We must have played it 4 times over. LISTEN TO THAT BEAT. It's thee dirtiest beat I've thrown up here in a while. This is comparable to an Aoki song. Hellll yesss.

Far East Movement ft. Snoop Dogg - If I was You (Disco Fries Remix)



Okay first of all, the song should be titled 'If I WERE You.' But it's whatever not all musicians can be grammatically correct in their simple song titles... Although these lyrics sound like they were written by a hormonal 14 year old boy, this beat is unreal. Disco Fries have killed it with the songs I've found by them, and this is no exception. This beat is just so exciting! Ahhh it's playing now I can't sit still, I get almost teary eyed because it's just that good. God, I am so dramatic.

Disco Socks - The Brixton Bass Riot



DRUM ROLL PLEASEEEEEE....Introducing to YOU, with honor; Disco Socks. This boy hails from across the pond, someplace in the mysteriously rainy UK. He sent me his music after stumbling across my blog, and man oh man. I am not a huge fan of disco, but this song was playing in my room and my roommate (who has an incredible sense for music) was like "WHO IS THISS I love it!" So I got excited, because I love when people love music I put on in the room when I'm working. Visit his soundcloud page and dive into his other awesome beats HERE.

The Concrete Jungle Has Lost it's Charm.

There is a wonderful feeling I get with certain music. Usually it's when there is a clear opening in a synth explosion and it puts that feeling in my stomach that normal people get when they see someone they like or something, and I notice a smile creep up on my face or I get somewhat teary eyed from the excitement I feel. It's the complete opposite feeling I got when I was depressed and living my other life, where in that case I would hear that magnificent song that put a feeling of lostness and darkness in my soul.
Which do I prefer? Well I've been weighing them over in my head, and I'm confused.
If you haven't realized, the music comparison is a metaphor for...well basically everything in my life. People, cities, schools, jobs.
I've been set on being a writer. Whether I get my books done or writing for music no matter where it is, it's happening. But where?
My whole life I've planned on living in New York City where I am so familiar, getting an apartment with one of my siblings or one of my best friends, working for a record label, dressing myself in my black drapey clothing and covering my anxiety by my stone face as a shield to blend in with the other fast pace city kids who are all so angry and struggling on the inside. The music scene is kicking hard, it's easy to find someone to have an intellectual conversation with about the Kerouac novella or Plath poem I just finished while diagnosing the authors mental problems and relating it to our own. And for some reason, as populated and crowded as NYC is, it's also probably the loneliest place I've ever been. I've never felt so exhilarated or alone in all of my life. And for what? To be worn out at the end of the day and try to figure out what the hell I am doing busting my ass for no ones approval and higher levels of anxiety. I would be happy one day going to a concert with Linz, and then back in depression mode when the thrill was over.
This year is the first full school year where I didn't need to run to my computer to email my therapist to set up a Skype session. I was truly happy for once. Was it the change of scenery? I don't know. I think meeting girls that I get along with so well, living in constant sunshine, being surrounded by educated people while also not having to stress about the rapidity of the city and understanding that you can have a life without being in the center of all of the madness.
There is something about Atlanta and NYC that I loved so much. It was this brush with fame and avant-garde lifestyles; whether it was getting drunk with some of the hottest asian indie band boys or texting R&B artists about getting a job with Chromeo's manager, sitting next to Chuck Bass at Avenue or smoking with DJ Sega after the MDBP, it's all false to me now.
I think i can honestly say that. It's fun, it's fast, it's exciting, but it's not for me. The anti organization and pro equalization of EVERY last idea is not something I can do anymore. I can't act like these people don't cripple me with anxiety over every last thing, from what I'm wearing to what I believe in or what I eat...
For some reason since I've been living in Florida I have been nothing but happy. I used to hear people say that sun and sand cures any disease, and you know what, at least for me, it does. I'm not anxious here. Sure I miss having live music at my disposal and temporarily modeling for the newest photographer in Brooklyn, but I can't do it anymore. It's not healthy for me.
This is. Being in a healthy relationship with my friends and a boyfriend that's centered around God and going to a school equivalent to NYU (that happens to have a harder Lit department, according to a professor who no longer teaches at the pretentious New York University) and not worrying about trying to compete for a better job in music or fashion that literally kills the hardworking souls that serve the artistically reigning gods.
I think I need the sun. And by sun I mean I need to be happy, and being near the sand, water and sun instead of the cold, concrete, miserable isolation.
I will continue on my search to be the best music critic in the world, but I think I'm gunna have to do it on the outskirts of America.
I'd rather being stable and healthy over stressed and insecure.

It's really nice to be able to breathe.


And then I look at pictures of our art walks, live shows, central park walks, pretentiously overwhelming sense of style that my family has been so gifted with and I want to go back to the city and be one with the wandering souls that surround me.

And then we lose ourselves in pretty thoughts and forget that reality is sublime...

BPM: Beats Per Month

Rusko - Everyday (Boyfriend Remix)



I'm over dubstep. Like for real. But I like this song because it makes me feel good and I smile very big on the inside when I listen to this. I can also picture myself dancing somewhere super sunny with a lot of people to this as well, and that is exactly what I need at this point.

Ke$ha - Blow (R1 Cirkut Edit)



You all know how I feel about Kesha, she sucks majorly bad. However, the beat of this song is quite addicting, and this killer freaking remix I found is even better. Who the hell is R1 Cirkut, and why do I not have more of their music???

Robyn - Call Your Girlfriend (Sultan & Ned Shepard Remix)



Okay I uploaded a preview of this song about a month ago, and it finally dropped! YAY. The music blogs are streaming another remix, I can't think of whose at the moment, but I am a fan of this Sultan & N. Shepard mix. Perfect amount of drop, danciness and the original vocals.

Taio Cruz - Believe in Me Now (Produced by Swedish House Mafia)



Ahhh Taio Cruz, you guilty little pleasure you. The only attraction I had to this song was the fact that my friend who has killer music taste sent it to me, and the fact SHM produced the track itself. You can hear the SHM influence throughout the song, which makes the song really dancelike. Approved.

Rihanna & Britney Spears - S&M



My boyfriend and I belt the hell out of this song in the car. Sorry boyfriend, exposed. And now with Britney on the track? YAY! Anything with B. Spears is an A in my book. However, this song is exceptionally dirty and I feel like I have to go to confession every time I listen to it.

Lost in Reverie

A lot of times while I'm lying down or just sitting around I get lost in reverie.
Most of those times I am day dreaming about my imaginary worlds I wish existed.
There are a plethora of places that I get lost in, the atmosphere usually depending on my mood. They are usually colour based, either light pink and white with lace accents or charcoal grey and black chiffon hanging from the windows. The people and music differ between these areas as well, my outfits are always magnificent, and accepted by all people at all times. The music throughout this make believe wonderland is always perfectly fitting, and I can dance or drown throughout it at any time.
Lately I've been getting lost in thoughts ever since I've had to stay for this one class I have to take at school. My boyfriend has left me to go home, my friends are dispersed, my family is back north, and here I am once again, alone with my thoughts.

This could be potentially dangerous, and normally would be, but after a year of complete happiness I think I'm safe. I know how to handle it, I know what to do, I know where to go and that I'm just being selfish.
However, this feeling of loneliness that's cradling me has been missed...

When I was in London, I visited the Tate Modern Museum, and in their Surrealist / Dreamscape level, they were showing this short film by Maya Deren. I found it recently. Amazing.

Maya Deren - Meshes of the Afternoon (1943)

Mondkompf - Day of Anger

Well this is hauntingly satisfying.

Mondkompf - Day of Anger