By Marke B.
But first, a bonus! -- the ecstatical, fantastical, local maniac DJ Richie Panic at Dance, LA last week -- good lord, did half of hipster-perf SF go down there for this? Hilarious moment @ 2:47 = dancefloor opera, go Richie!
And now the meat. In this week's Fall Arts Preview, I thumb out a gaggle of rad parties happening in the near future, and sound off about a few of the lovely club jams I'd like to see hit the floor for fall. Here's some extra-poppy ones I bounce to right now that have interesting video accompaniment: for the ipod of your mind. Nothing too edgy or new -- we'll all fall softly and boppily into autumn's orange arms
Plug: Look out for our next stylish Scene nightlife and glamour supplement to drop on Sept. 17 for more club goodies.
I said you'd be "so over" this next track by last Wednesday -- but I was K.I.D.D.I.N.G. I love Cazwell, the gay rap dream from NYC, and in this one LA megafag Jonny Makeup, gives us the hooks and cell phone heebie-jeebies. It's 1989 in clubland and all's well again.
Cazwell w/ Johnny Makeup, "I Seen Beyonce at Burger King" (click here for hi-q)
Here's another one me loves, by Brooklyn duo Shy Child, who've had a couple dancefloor hits with "Noise Won't Stop" and "Drop the Phone" (and who just opened for the Faint here a couple weeks ago). But this one really would take the 1am cake if someone dropped it into their set. I know it's the music: I heard it.
Shy Child, "Astronaut"
Also, fine, I'm jumping on the Cory Hart/Corey Haim infernal clone reunion bandwagon for little hottie (hope he's legal or I just got arrested) Swedish pop sensation Juvelen -- I mean, everyone needs a mindless Euro-hit to roll out the summer, right. It's an endless tradition.
Juvelen, "Don't Mess"
But if you're gonna go all the way with that, then can we please just bring this back?
Mandy Smith, "Boys & Girls" (1988)
OK, another one I want to hear finally hit the dancefloors here. The video, not by the actual group itself but apparently received with its blessing, has taken the intertube by storm, and I have to admit it's pretty damn perfect. Although one of these days I'll write a post about all these voodoo tribal vibes in electro-pop lately, a New Orleans revival? Maybe. Or else the return of Fleetwood Mac.
MGMT, "Kids"
Now, I'm off to listen to the new Lindstrom and dream about Stock Aitken Waterman. See you out and about somewhere soon.
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