So Long And Thanks For All The Jams
by Mark Streeter
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End of Summer

RP Boo - "Bang'n On King Dr."

All summer I've had a candle lit for my Chosen One, my self-ordained Summer Jam of 2015, waiting for the sign that it had caught fire, left deep scorch marks across the summer jam landscape. But now it is September and I must turn away from this internet-window, hope hardening into steely autumnal resolve. Time now for us to mourn, to bid farewell to the most fleeting summer we've ever known. Time now for us to do the work of remembering, of giving name to those second-tier jams that got away from us. I'll go first.

"Bang'n On King Dr." may not have burned as brightly as many of its peers, and yet we are all luckier for it having happened. It's a masterful execution of a staple footwork principle, taking a sample of tiny duration and repeating it endlessly so that it becomes a kind of texture, a strange and cool cluster of tones and timbres removed from their original context. The song seems to gather momentum effortlessly, verging almost on too-amped silliness, and it's surprising that so much forward motion is being generated by so few elements: the relentlessly repeating voice samples; the two dead-dry thudding bass notes that you won't even hear if you're listening to this on a laptop; the janky drum machine getting dialed up to 160 bpm. There's a supreme IDGAF approach to the production, seams showing everywhere -- you can literally hear how he is just shouting those street numbers into his MacBook's built-in microphone. It feels like it was made in five reckless minutes, a surge of irrepressible stoned enthusiasm captured in real time.

We don't have to stop drinking radlers just this second, but let's not lie to ourselves either. Soon it will be time to haul the cardigans from the closet, time for the new Beach House record to enter heavy rotation on coffee shop playlists, time to pin hopes to Jennifer Castle improbably winning the Polaris Prize. Summer's a dead raccoon on the sidewalk, having lived fast and died hard, not knowing any other way. We have "Bang'n on King Dr." so that we can remember it in all its hot and stinky glory.

Let us do the work of remembering. Let us not forget the names. Hit the comment button below and share a lost summer jam. Let us commiserate over having had it so good these past few months.


Posted by Mark Streeter at September 1, 2015 9:12 AM

My summer's been as wonky and patchwork as a dadaist seesaw, so of course I heard my summer jam early on and totally didn't realise it until the season was over: Ezra Furman - Lousy Connection. It's got me through many a wasted, overcast, humid-til-you-drip afternoon.

Posted by Ryan at September 3, 2015 5:01 PM

quiet summer

Posted by Lucas at September 6, 2015 2:04 PM

No one could be more surprised than me that Oh Wonder's Lose it is the song that pasted itself inside my brain this summer.
Lose it

Posted by asta at September 11, 2015 2:42 PM

Young Lions. Started playing it thanks to the SappyFest "Get Excited" sampler of mp3s, released early in the summer. Was my top itunes track. It built in intensity around WIMF when the Cons played my own backyard, basically. Made the night unforgettable and, by August 8th, was kind of the finale of the summer. Saying, 'hey! It doesn't get any better than this!'. Still young lions, 10 years later, the Cons and me. Oh yeah i caught them back in 2004 in the Yukon at the DCMF, so there you go. Time moves in circles.

Posted by David P at September 22, 2015 5:34 PM

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