While my left-coast friends were out loosing their shit to raging music and loosing their brain cells to elicit substances I was in NY trying to hustle enough funds for this months rent (mildly bitter). In honor of all those serotonin squandered, dopamine depleted zombies around the country I've included a few tracks to jump start their engines...
A trusted attendee from LA relayed that Coachella was not a contest, but if he was to crown a champion it would go to Deadmau5. Here's some archival footage to support his case.
However this source also opted to see David Guetta over one of Passing Parade's favorite artist Major Lazer, so the veracity of the claim is questionable. Not to mention before tearing down the electro tent @ Coachella, the same track from the Canadian superstar appeared on a commercial for Randy Jackson's America's Best Dance crew, now that shit is mersh.
Hate aside, I'm a big fan of the tune and the commercial; 21st century dance moves complimented by Bladerunner attire and futuristic music, nice!
No comments:
Post a Comment