Nothing poignant to read here. Breaks over 4, a couple of 303′s and a really, really sleazy vocal put the grease right where it belongs. Think Hardfloor remixing the Detroit Grand Pubahs. I am not saying it is that good, I am just saying that is what I was aiming it.
This is the kind of tune I would have gone apeshit over when I was 16. To be honest, I felt like I was 16 while making it. Isn’t that what it is all about anyway? I used to work with a girl, an artist, and she had an attitude that if you are having fun, you are wasting your time. “You have got to take this seriously, this is ART!”
Fuck that. This ain’t art. If you ain’t having fun, you ain’t doing it right.
The only thing better than feeling like a teen again is feeling like a *filthy* teen simultaneously sitting on the edge of a zeitgeist.
You best be careful, Mat. If you keep this up you’ll soon find yourself becoming boyfriend material (to a 16 year old).