The things of my head.

Tuesday 12 April 2016



Everyone has their low moments, the times when it feels as though the walls are bending in on themselves to crush you, when the clouds roll heavy and grey and the world seems some distance away. It's in those times when it helps to marshall all the forces of the universe to cocoon you in an aura of cosmic contentment. This is not an easy thing to immediately achieve, but this track contains within it an exact distillation of that sensation. I therefore prescribe this track as a quick fix for melancholy. I love the original version, it's urgent and accelerated, it grabs you by the lapels and shoves you onto a supersonic travelator, but you have to be ready to go from 0 to 100, you have to have already carved out a piece of yourself to offer up to its raw power. Rustie's edit beckons you to come a little closer before it launches you skywards. The lightness of the opening piano and the deep steady pulse act as instant reassurance, before the music holds you by the hand and starts to take flight. All the rave ingredients from the synths through to the cheerful drum breaks are here laid out like a trail of happiness and painted on the insides on your eyelids in big neon letters, so for days afterwards when you blink there's an echoing burst of glory, turning out a delicate essence of what nostalgia is, re-experiencing the past in order to focus more hopefully on the present. This track lifts you up to watch a chain reaction of familiar euphoria. Each piece of the song erupts with an exhilarating enthusiasm for life, reminding you how thrilling existence can be. The string breaks in the song are sections of pure reflection, for all the times you felt love, and the summer evenings when the sun started to set. When the drop kicks in on this track, it is a perfectly spiked energy rush, and a call to joy, it is like the planets all swooping into alignment just for you, and then all the other melodies cascade over the top of each other and bring a warm, intense celebration of your being, like your own personal choir of synthetic angels are reaching deep inside you and pulling a perfect moment into your throat. This is unshrinking optimism, it is the collection of your past victories, a reminder of all you have accomplished and that even when the day is dark, and cold forces bump you from one wall to the other, that you will come home to yourself in the light and the warmth and taste the breath in your lungs. There are times when I find myself wishing I was somewhere else, and the simple overture from that piano conjures the belief that maybe that's possible, that maybe I'm even already there.

IM.


This music is great, you can find the original here and Rustie's version here.

You should also buy Rustie's album here, and check out DJ Gammer's stuff here and here.

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