Only 29 more weeks till summer: YOUR WEEK TWO PLAYLIST

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But who’s counting?  Not us.  We’ve got an eclectic set of already-nostalgic-vibey-summery paJAMz to keep your mind off things.  Or on things.  You do you, stanford.  You do you.

R. KELLY — “Ignition Remix (Giraffage Remix)” — as described by sasha perigo

Didn’t think R. Kelly’s “Ignition” could get any catchier? Neither did I. Check out San Francisco native Giraffage’s danceworthy remix of this classic and raise a glass to a new quarter.

 

MONTMARTE — “Inside of Me (Robotaki Remix)” — as described by julia espero

An ode to the summers past and an open invitation for the splendid year to come. Stressed? “Just let it go.”

 

KEIRA KNIGHTLEY — “Like a Fool” — as described by claire kim

I was in love. I fell out of it, too.

This song is for you and me — it’s okay to trace ourselves back once in a while, back to when first learned how to kiss him, her, that lovely human being already long gone halfway across from our universe, whom we have somehow managed to push behind from our todays, all the way back in our history of love.

A little loneliness can go a long way.

So why don’t we be lonely together, listening to Keira sing like dewdrops, all of us lovely fools?

 

KINA GRANNIS — “Dear River” — as described by yan yan

I love acoustic music so much. It’s innocent, vibrant, and beautiful. If you are in the mood for a sound that’s both sweet and longing then, “Dear River” (with lyrics like “you took my heart in tow, how could I let you go?”) and many of Kina’s other songs will satisfy the side of you that’s not afraid to be happy.

 

SONDRE LERCHE — “Track You Down” — as described by nishant karandikar

Don’t: listen to this while hungover psetting
Do: listen to this in most other circumstances

Sondre Lerche is a Norwegian stud whose warm-molasses croons got high school me through a frigid freshman winter — a time when Oregon rains dampened the roads and voice cracks dampened my chances of finding a girlfriend. Don’t be frightened if you start swooning when he hits those falsettos; it’s natural and will pass within 3-6 hours. Enjoy the last few beats of summer warmth, y’all.

 

J. COLE — “Is She Gon Pop” — as described by mysia anderson

Being a Black Feminist, I have a complicated relationship with Hip Hop. But until I figure that out, this song will continue to help me get through my mornings. There is perfection in J. Cole’s flow, and I love the sound. Enjoy.

 

RAURY x SBTRKT — “Higher” — as described by editor at large lawrence neil

Raury is the future.  This kid sold out Webster Hall last week in NYC, opened for Outkast’s Atlanta homecoming last weekend alongside numerous heavy hitters, was flown out by Yeezus for a personal listening session, and will hit Europe next month whilst donning the most iconic southern hip-hop headgear since T-Pain’s top hat.  His Indigo Child project is a late summer gem (make sure to peep ‘Cigarette Song’).  He and SBTRKT apparently teamed up for a number of tracks for the latter’s new album, including the ethereal vibes of ‘Higher.’

Also, he’s 18.  He references using a fake ID to buy cigarettes.  LORD.  Kids these days.

 

CONNIE FRANCIS — “Mama” — as described by visual arts editor eric eich

A party playlist essential, Connie Francis’ entirely undanceable song “Mama” will have you in a lip-synching trance so fast that before you know it you’re naked, standing on top of your desk, staring down through the window at Mayfield Ave and belting the thing out, in your best falsetto, at a group of bewildered freshmen on their way to the first frat party of the year. A great song for slipping into hysterics, though you may wanna close the blinds next time.

 

NEIL PATRICK HARRIS & TITS OF CLAY — “The Origin of Love” — as described by performance editor bojan srb

Before there were The Notebook and Dear John, before middle schoolers knew how to use Microsoft Paint to write unprofound questions on black-and-white photographs of withered roses, there was Plato. And he wrote the Symposium, posing the question that keeps many of us up at night, picking at scabs that somehow slip our minds during the day: “Is there really just one person for everyone?” In Hedwig and the Angry Inch, John Cameron Mitchell and Stephen Trask ask the same question. Hedwig, an internationally ignored song-stylist from East Berlin with a botched sex-change operation, wonders whether the man who stole all of her songs and became a glam-rock sensation, is really the one person she is fated to love.

 

OG MACO — “U Guessed It” — as described by music editor alec arceneaux

Nobody diggin your shmoney dance? Tired of parties still playing fucking “Shake It Off” for god-knows-what-reason? Nothing better than some of that down-home trap. Don’t play near the feeble of heart.

 

MAX FROST — “White Lies” — as described by editor in chief katharine schwab

I’m into moderately poppy, happy music right now and this one’s so catchy that I can’t stop tapping my foot or bobbing my head to its whimsical, funky guitar riffs. I’ll rock out to Frost’s distorted, effortless voice while walking to class and even the frosh’s inability to navigate a roundabout won’t kill my vibe.

 

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