Choon of the Day, redux

[kid charlemagne]

Some might say that sunshine follows thunder
Go and tell it to the man who cannot shine

 

[WashYourHands]

 

[yyaldrin]

 

[WashYourHands]

Jungle thread has been cooking up mental tracks and this blast struck home, not a conventional drop as such but c’mon it’s havinit

 

[thirdform]

are you an obsessive male feminist or are you pretending to be thick?

These are the only two choices, pick one.

 

[Corpsey]

MAYBE I DONT WANNA FLY
DONT WANNA LIVE I DONT WANNA DIE

 

[thirdform]

MAYBE I DONT WANNA FLY
DONT WANNA LIVE I DONT WANNA DIE

corpsey has answered it for you. youre pretending to be thick. It's also a team @luka is on.

 

[version]

Slide in baby, together we'll fly
I've tried praying but I don't know what you're saying to me

 

[luka]

best rock and roll band of all time. dissensus canon.

 

[thirdform]

best rock and roll band of all time. dissensus canon.

who cares Skrillex destroyed rock and roll.

Skrillex extra large condoms, double pack of 24.

 

[thirdform]

apparently the bassline was made with samples of craner opening a packet of skrillex condoms after his northern soul nights being picked up by a 70 year old cougar

 

[thirdform]

I mean he says he has no herpes but I have evidence here crystal clear

I think there's some accuracy there. I remember the subtle transition to utter tedium between 96 and 97 at a semi-famous d&b club night in Leeds that I attended weekly. It was on my 19th birthday that I suddenly realised how fucking dire things had got. In an endless stream of tech-step and jump-up tunes that ended, finally, at about 3am, I picked out about 3 different ideas. Your average jungle tune from 1994 would have about 3 ideas every 10 seconds! I decamped to Northern Soul clubs promptly, and my life improved beyond measure. Apart from anything else, it was fun to dance to. I mean, this is supposed to be dance music, right?

Why would you go to a 60s northern soul night full of geriatrics as a yout in 1997 except to contract an STD? That was the era of boundless innovation. there were always alternatives to jungle!

@dilbert1 this is why we made fun haram on dissensus.

 

[dilbert1]

No, @craner is right. Its got to be fun to dance to, period. You’re confusing the minimum and maximum programs

 

[kid charlemagne]

are you an obsessive male feminist or are you pretending to be thick?

These are the only two choices, pick one.

Just take what you need, and be on your way
And stop crying your heart out

 

[Benny Bunter]

Slide in baby, together we'll fly
I've tried praying but I don't know what you're saying to me

Goosebumps

 

[thirdform]

No, @craner is right. Its got to be fun to dance to, period. You’re confusing the minimum and maximum programs

minimum and maximum programmes are a Kautskyist concession!

what you want is a transitional programme!

no concessions to the cranerian white devils of fun and stds!

 

[thirdform]

darkside is the transitional programme!

 

[thirdform]

No, @craner is right. Its got to be fun to dance to, period. You’re confusing the minimum and maximum programs

also you're supposed to get stabbed in the rave or someone's gotta pull out a shooter. this ain't a democracy!


Stop going back to liberalism!

 

[thirdform]

@dilbert1 a very clever man on this forum - embrace the psychoanalysis crew!

Jungle’s soundworld constitutes a sort of abstract social realism; when I listen to techstep, the beats sound like collapsing (new) buildings and the bass feels like the social fabric shredding. Jungle’s treacherous rhythms offer its audience an education in anxiety (and anxiety, according to Freud, is an essential defence mechanism, without which you’d be vulnerable to trauma). ‘It is defeat that you must learn to prepare for,’ runs the martial-arts-movie sample in Source Direct’s ‘The Cult’, a track that pioneered the post-techstep style I call ‘neurofunk’ (clinical and obsessively nuanced production, foreboding ambient drones, blips ’n’ blurts of electronic noise, and chugging, curiously inhibited two-step beats that don’t even sound like breakbeats any more). Neurofunk is the fun-free culmination of jungle’s strategy of ‘cultural resistance’: the eroticization of anxiety. Immerse yourself in the phobic, and you make dread your element.

 

[thirdform]

anxious jump up to hold the tendons in yer head in a vicelike grip.



needs to be played at +4 for the real paranoia, naturally.