Tom: I need you to listen to this one without distraction, Tim. Headphones on, sit back, and listen. It’s five minutes long, and most of it’s build, but…
Tom: …it has been a long, long time since a song has made me exclaim out loud, and this did that. That build, that drop, everything, absolutely bloody everything to do with this.
Tim: Good lord, man, do you need to go somewhere to clean yourself up now?
Tom: Oh, come on, compared to the gushing praise you’ve given tracks before, that’s practically restrained.
Tim: Maybe, though I do often need to go and clean myself up. You’re right, it is very nice. Pretty, almost. The sort of music a developer might use in a trailer to show off the beautiful artwork in a new game.
Tom: Ouch, that’s harsh. It’s pretty good to listen on its own.
Tim: Oh, it’s in no way a criticism – actually meant as a compliment, because some trailers are lovely.
Tom: Porter Robinson dropped this, his own track, in the middle of his two-hour, astonishing, genre-clashing Essential Mix a few weeks ago, and it’s been haunting me since. I don’t even want to listen to it too much, in case it spoils the magic. Right now, listening to it as I write this, it sent shivers up my spine one more time, and I don’t want it to lose that ability.
Tim: Hmm. I see exactly why it would do that, and why you’d feel that. Can’t say it grabs me in exactly the same manner, but I’ll grant you it’s a very nice listen.
Tom: This isn’t dancefloor EDM — this is the pinnacle of electronic music as art, and it’s beautiful.
Tim: This is not just music. This is Porter Robinson music.