The other night I had the arduous task of putting together an IKEA bed that I had bought secondhand. The task was arduous because 1. There were no instructions, 2. I had never put together a bed before.
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 really love this remix of Dugong’s “What May Come” because Öona Dahl really transformed the original song into something completely different. Bringing it straight to the dance floor she enhances it with dream like soundscapes but still brings enough punch to keep it super friendly for dancing. She stays true to herself as an artist while still respecting the original version. It’s a truly perfect remix and you can tell a lot of passion and heart went into it.
The world is a scary place. Sometimes it’s necessary to disengage, unplug, and just let your thoughts wander. When I leave the dance floor, I feel the same way that I imagine it feels to leave a really great therapy session.
If my roommate or I have a bad day, we have a series of songs that we put on full blast to cheer one another up; Drunk in Love by Beyonce, Love Invaders by Fatima Yamaha, and this one. We always put these songs on to celebrate the good days too 🙂
When I am a grandma one day I won’t tell my kids that I walked miles in the snow to get to school (I grew up in the desert so that would be a flat out lie). I will, however, tell them about the time I walked to Berghain alone to see one of my favorite DJs (Fort Romeau) at 3 in the morning, . I’ll then tell them that he didn’t go on until 9a which meant I had to entertain my drunk sleepy self for another 6 hours.
I now know why Berliners spend every single second of the warm weather outdoors. When you only have one month of real summer, you tend not to take it for granted. While I’m seriously looking forward to the sun setting at 9pm, rooftop bars, dining al fresco, boozy picnics with friends, and open air festivals, I’m also trying to appreciate the gray winter days.
Eulberg is a fairly new artist to me. I actually “discovered” him (can you even call it that these days?) on my Spotify “Discover Weekly” playlist, go figure. Sometimes Spotify delivers some pretty random suggestions (guess I have an eclectic music taste) but this one was spot on.
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.