Quick, run! Flee, before the Miniamba eats up all the electricity in its hungry quest for more bass! To be honest, I have no idea what “miniamba” means, but Mari’s delicate voice against this rugged high quality drum’n’bass just made me think that. Probably the miniambas are friendly and just want to dance. Let it be so!
Want a tight, short, full of energy song that’s crammed to the brink of explosion with catchy hooks? Leave it to blues rocker Beth Hart to bring into existence. The witty lyrics make the ride that much more pleasurable.
The zinging bass kickstarting this song gives some clue about what’s to follow. The bassline is indeed hefty but, as it soon turns out, this is actually a laid-back piece, a head-bobber and slightly melancholic low-rider. The sparse instrumentation acts as an enhancer for sinuous synths, scattered percussion and that awesome sax towards the end.
Plucking strings, banging drums and working the windpipes, this one is meant for unleashing the dancer within. Rise with the ecstatic choirs, ride the wave and let the body follow. Even in this day and age, sometimes there’s simply no competition to traditional instruments used right.
Time for some moody minimal electronica. Some songs have a visual quality to them. What imagery will this moody piece bring forth? For me, it’s a luminous night where an orange moon is just starting its climb upon the sky while I’m driving home on a lightly populated motorway.
Guitars meet ecstatic chanting in what is a daring, powerful rock melody. Completed by beautiful lyrics, it’s clear that this song is touched.
Embrace each other and let the body swing on gentle yet purposeful rhythms. And know that the words you hear are a mantra for love and life.
Catchy hard rock’n’roll with witty lyrics, amazing energy and a sweet, sweet buildup. It’s the perfect song to lift anybody from the dumps, to kick a party to 11 and to wake up to. Only dead bodies stand still on this one :D.
Ready to submerge? This electronica reinterpretation of Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata takes us down, down, down. Down into the calm, bobbing on the river of melancholy. I wonder what the long-departed composer would have to say about how his work echoes through the ages.
Failure can now be celebrated with this paradoxical hymn that manages to be both catchy and apathic. The lyrics are somewhere at a crossroads between humor and despair, surrender and pessimism, with a side-dish of sarcasm. And they’re being delivered with the perfect voice and intonation.
