Puggy Beales – Trix
Dance music, just like heavy metal, has travelled as far as it could go in terms of volume and explosive content. Push for one more dB, and the audience’s heads might just roll on the dance floor. Add just one more lyric about evil, dangerous activities, and audiences would start murdering themselves while dancing.
Naturally, everything had to be scaled back. After all of the turmoil of the past, minimalist dance music, just like heavy rock, sounds colossally large. As it turns out, all of the things that one can think of, and then leave out of a song make it all that more powerful. The dance floor, just like the mosh-it, are effectively a war zone where most people get to be survivors.
Puggy Beales still treats the dance floor and mosh pit as places where evil, mysterious things occur regularly. That’s what’s hidden behind the minimalist beat and bass line that resembles “Another One Bites the Dust” enough not to be the subject of a copyright suit. This is music for dark nights that promise everything that’s rotten and no good. No wonder Beales has maintained interest through the years, and no wonder these dark arts promise so much.
Data Animal – Crime Or Bust
Who doesn’t want to be an outlaw? Who hasn’t fantasised about breaking the rules and getting paid and given respect for it as well? You used to have to rob banks back in the day or get in with the kind of crowd who’d carry a firearm tucked under their shirt when they went to a wedding. But things changed for the better a few decades ago. All you needed to do was be a rockstar.
The arrangement was clear. The rockstar needed to supply the chaos, the unpredictability, the wild behaviour. The audience, on the other hand, provided the cash, the cheers, and the respect that the outlaws craved. Things have changed from wild to mild, however. Most pop stars only drink bottled water when on tour and keep their naughty behaviour for their private lives and in trips to Buenos Aires.
Data Animal is trying to do the Lord’s work, but it ain’t easy. Part of the Dedstrange crew, the rockstar, is trying to keep things nice and evil. This is punk rock music in its intention and a kind of psychedelic electro-rock in execution. It’s music designed to help get turn your brains to lumpy porridge. As for Data Animal, the singer is the leader of this procession of Saturday Night thrill-seekers, a really bad example and, hopefully, an example for future rock stars. Let’s not let people like Chris Martin ruin all the fun for everyone.
