Mr Vega is a self styled ‘remix king’ from the US. Having attracted some hype over the past few months for (among many many others) remixes of Dance Area’s ‘AA247’, Little Boots’ ‘Stuck on Repeat’ and ‘Extraball’ by Yuksek, Vega thought it was high time to release new original material. Mr Vega follows in that great tradition that is the production, recording and distributing of ones own music; though it’s hard to imagine such a consistently good remixer being without a label for long.
His new EP, Live Dance Then Die is a mélange of dance stylings, and he released a teaser onto myspace about a week ago. The title track appealing to the listener with a Monsieur Oizo bass line and clever sampling, but soon makes way for the distinctly more distorted second track. Think proxy but with an angry dude shouting ‘what up’ over the top. It’s big. The mix moves along nicely, past ‘Get Up On The Dancefloor’ (read on for exclusive...), to ‘Its Vega Time’; a song where distortion is replaced by distinctive, catchy chords which just seem to make you smile. Yeah, OK the song title could be slightly less narcissistic, but it’s not like he called it ‘Vega Theme’ or anything. Crunchy synths return in the final track; which chews its way nicely through the side of your face, and as the mix fades out it is ‘Bad Breakfaast’ which really grabs your attention.
Live Dance The Die EP Minimix - Mr Vega
The third track – ‘Get up on the Dancefloor’ is a slice of purist electo; the distinctive layered drumbeats and looped samples build before being replaced by bouncy synths. This tune is fast-paced, it begs you to jump-up, and makes you wait until the second drop. Compared to the distortion based tunes in the mixtape ‘Get Up On The Dancefloor’ seems to leave you wanting something although the production is smooth and the track definitely fulfills its basic premise – to get you up and dancing (ah samba). Here it is; It’s Vega Time.
Get Up On The Dancefloor - Mr Vega
Bonus: Love You Madly -The Young Lovers aka Herve
don't know whether its the musty smelling tomes or the sad people's faces lining walls of same such similar desks, but it really really aches in here. What's worse, its been sunny outside all week - not ideal when you have a stack of work to do and summer is beaming down outside. This post comprises of the tunes which have got me through the last week, it's a lot more brief than the last posts - purely because I can't justify spending hours writing a blog post when Ben Jonson's Volpone is staring me in the face. I understand the inherent irony centring around blogging when I should be writing on a heavily satirical play. It seems I have become, like the devicical (sp) characters of Jonson's verse, a fool. My wit declines.