Wait, what?
The Daft Punk live disc (Alive 2007) is what a live CD should be, in my opinion. It is boisterous, energetic and if they don't hit every beat, well, I haven't noticed, and I don't care.
As you may have guessed, Daft Punk is not really my thing or my usual cup of tea.
So, to be told by multiple sources that this disc pretty much rules, I gave the One More Time mashup a shot. Lo and behold, the roar of the crowd very nearly sings "One More Time" just once before the volume is dialed back up and the noise hits again. I am hooked. It is teasing, at least to my ears. (And yes, I did just link to Pitchfork Media. Let me say that while for the most part, their readers tend to be hyper-elitist pricks that make Napoleon look a humble, self-secure human being, their festivals have been exquisitely curated, even if I hate most of the people there and don't like the acts performing.
I have said this in public before too. I'm not talking smack on the internet and not backing it up. While I have not seen Clap Your Hands Say Yeah live, I very sincerely doubt their performances inspire their fans like this.)
What does the Daft Punk live disc do, though?
It makes me want to join in or start a dance party. That, for many of my friends back home is anti-thetical to their understanding of me. I guess college does change you.
Originally, this was going to be about Daft Punk, but my love for the Kanye West disc, which I have been steadily listening to since roughly a week ago is usurping that. It will surprise at least one ex-girlfriend of mine to hear that I am listening to "Good Life" because at the time we were close, I did not listen to much hip hop and it was only later on when I finally admitted that I hadn't listened to that much of it, and was really too deep in punk rock to leave the pool, even for NWA, the Wu-Tang Clan or Public Enemy.
But I still don't dance without lots of prodding.
I don't know what it is about the song. Perhaps it is the message, delivered by Kanye West and an autotuned T-Pain (You may remember him as the performer of "Buy U A Drank") about life and trying to stay positive about it. "Let's go on a living spree, they say the best things in life are free..." Perhaps it is the squeaky brightness of the electronics behind the voices.
Music will make you do strange things. Thank God for that.
As you may have guessed, Daft Punk is not really my thing or my usual cup of tea.
So, to be told by multiple sources that this disc pretty much rules, I gave the One More Time mashup a shot. Lo and behold, the roar of the crowd very nearly sings "One More Time" just once before the volume is dialed back up and the noise hits again. I am hooked. It is teasing, at least to my ears. (And yes, I did just link to Pitchfork Media. Let me say that while for the most part, their readers tend to be hyper-elitist pricks that make Napoleon look a humble, self-secure human being, their festivals have been exquisitely curated, even if I hate most of the people there and don't like the acts performing.
I have said this in public before too. I'm not talking smack on the internet and not backing it up. While I have not seen Clap Your Hands Say Yeah live, I very sincerely doubt their performances inspire their fans like this.)
What does the Daft Punk live disc do, though?
It makes me want to join in or start a dance party. That, for many of my friends back home is anti-thetical to their understanding of me. I guess college does change you.
Originally, this was going to be about Daft Punk, but my love for the Kanye West disc, which I have been steadily listening to since roughly a week ago is usurping that. It will surprise at least one ex-girlfriend of mine to hear that I am listening to "Good Life" because at the time we were close, I did not listen to much hip hop and it was only later on when I finally admitted that I hadn't listened to that much of it, and was really too deep in punk rock to leave the pool, even for NWA, the Wu-Tang Clan or Public Enemy.
But I still don't dance without lots of prodding.
I don't know what it is about the song. Perhaps it is the message, delivered by Kanye West and an autotuned T-Pain (You may remember him as the performer of "Buy U A Drank") about life and trying to stay positive about it. "Let's go on a living spree, they say the best things in life are free..." Perhaps it is the squeaky brightness of the electronics behind the voices.
Music will make you do strange things. Thank God for that.
Labels: daft punk, kanye west, music
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