Friday, January 8, 2010

More reasons why France is awesome in my book



Daft Punk.

I was at first hesitant to include them in this catagory because I am still convinced they are at least partly alien/robot hybrid. But I will respect their official story out of raw admiration for those fine humanoids.

My first contact with Daft Punk was in middle school, when my friend lent me one of their older albums on vinyl when I was going through an embarrassingly short DJ/Turntablist phase in my life. I have no idea where he got it from, but at the time I remember not knowing what to think of all these funky robot basslines and electro grooves.



I am one of those people grossly guilty of putting Daft Punk on the mental backburner and just taking them for granted for YEARS. But then you'll hear a song and all of a sudden your brain explodes with nostalgia and extasy. I can't think of another group that just makes me so damn HAPPY. And I am so excited to finally see them get some of the mainstream respect they deserve. I mean, and I can't hate Kanye for chopping out a section of their song and rapping over it, making millions. I know Busta is pissed somewhere, thinking he squeezed all the success he could out of Daft Punk samples.


And holy fuck, one of my absolute to-do-before-I-die items is seeing them live. Just watching archived footage of their live sets sends endless streams of endorphins to the dome. I can't imagine anything better.





I know there's a bajillion videos and audios I could put up to more explicitly illustrate my point but can you watch that and not just feel a little better about things? I can't. And that's why I tip my hat off to you Daft Punk, you fine gentlemen. Or whatever you are.

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