Ever since I stumbled upon this song, I can’t stop listening it. It’s so great, I don’t even want to dilute it with my fanciful analogies. Just do yourself a favor and listen to it….really, really loud.
If I could have one wish, it would be that this song would start playing as soon as I enter a lucid dream (that beautiful space between waking life and deep slumber when my body is completely relaxed and weightless but I still complete control over my thoughts and movements.)
I love to put this song on when I am getting ready to go out into the night. In fact, I just turned the track on and it immediately put me in “weekend mode” (not really a good thing considering it’s barely Tuesday).
There is a cliché about living in Berlin; that everyone’s a damn DJ. To some extent it’s true. Though I’m not, I have plenty of friends who claim to be (some are better than others, but you didn’t hear that from me.) After living here two years, I can totally understand why an aspiring DJ would choose to move to Berlin. Though DJs are a dime a dozen, if you’re any good, you will be more revered than The Hoff himself.
I first heard about Monkey Safari when buying tickets to a techno festival called TH!NK? last summer. The one day festival took place in Leipzig, Germany right on a large lake. Footloose and fancy free festival goers (including this one) waved their arms and swayed their bodies in the water as DJs performed on the stage above. This song never fails to remind me of that magical day (and also put a huge fucking grin on my face.