‘Drifting, floating, falling, but never moving… Time ripples around me but I can’t reach it, and I’m held here in a stasis that lasts an eternity and spans an entire universe…
‘Floating, weightless, the pressure holding me as though it were a vice. I hung in stasis for what can only have been eternity, somewhere between sleep and death…’
‘I’d been so long in this wilderness that I thought I’d never see another soul again. One by one our tiny band had fallen apart, lost along the way or through a loss of heart, until only I remained…’
‘We woke to the sun breaking on our faces. Squinting from the brightness, we looked around to find that the desolation we’d gone to sleep amidst had vanished.’
The forest was dark, mysterious, but not foreboding. Ethereal lights strung across the branches above our heads danced in an effortless breeze, their glow bouncing primordial shapes across ancient oak…
Need more house cleaning music? Well I hope you have on comfortable shoes! Toro Y Moi’s Still Sound is exactly what you’re looking for. The groovy bass line and guitar riffs are sure to bring out your inner dance machine
I first heard this song yesterday as I was running through Hasenheide, a huge park by my house. I had already been running (ok, you got me, jogging) for a solid 15 minutes and therefore reaching my tap out point. And then, like a gift from the gods, this magical song started pumping into my ears like a seductive siren, causing me to tap into a dormant energy source I wasn’t even aware existed
Last night, after a few glasses of wine, my roommate and I were laughing about our individual dancing styles when we are at a club and completely immersed in the music. My roommate tends to hang out in front of the DJ. She’s usually swinging her arms, but in a very controlled way as if she’s marching (that or fending off a bevy of zombies.) Oh and she’s usually smiling really big at other people, wanting to make sure that those around her are having just as much fun as she is.
As a woman who loves techno, I feel it is my personal duty to draw attention to all the incredible techno DJs out there who also happen to be ladies. That’s why occasionally I’ll use this playlist as my platform (hey, everyone needs a soapbox, ok?)
On Saturday night I arrived to Griessmühle; formerly a pasta factory, and presently one of my favorite clubs in Berlin. Not only is it just a few U-bahn stops from my house, but it’s a bit off the beaten path (and a bit gritty), which means it doesn’t attract a lot of tourists.
Since today is International Women’s Day I thought it would be most appropriate to feature one of my favorite DJs, Lady Blacktronika. She was one of the first friends I made when I arrived to Berlin and also the first person to ever tell me not to refer to “Techno” as “Electro.” When I asked her why, she said, “just don’t.” Duly noted Lady Black.
A couple of days my roommate mentioned that she was going to deep clean the apartment. I said, “Well, wait. Friday we are having a house party and it’s just going to get filthy again.”