I guess music speaks to us all very differently. A Drake verse, to you might be the greatest thing you've ever heard. To me, it might be the worst.
Watching The Get Down on Netflix a few nights ago I realized more than ever that I love substance in music; the shit that feels the realest because it is. The most vulnerable moments laid out for all of us to hear about.
Trace's tune "Low" was real to me, so when I first heard Thoreau's remix of it I was a bit scared.
"Is he going to take the soul out of it with some dumbass unnecessary dubstep wobbles? Is he going to rip the heart out of her vocals by drowning them out with some more unbearable synths?" These were worries of mine up until the 3rd minute and 17th second of his work.
It was then that I gave it a second listen, a third, a fourth, and a fifth. In fact, I'm on the twentieth listen and loving every second of one of the more solid remixes August has had to offer.
Check it out. I think you will agree. Until the next jam, my friends. Until that very next jam.
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