What rushes into my heart and my skull, forever

[dolorosa_12]

I normally listen to music when I'm working, as it helps me block out the sound of other people and focus. The music needs to be unobtrusive enough that it doesn't distract me, so anything with particularly intricate, clever, or even sense-making lyrics is right out. It also needs to evoke a feeling of energy and productivity in me. Generally what this means is dance music of some flavour. I tend to fixate on particular albums or DJ sets and play them to death before moving on to something else.

For the past three days I have been listening to the same live DJ set by Tiësto, a four-hour-long concert he did in Copenhagen in 2008 (I actually caught an abbreviated version of this concert back in 2010, when I went to a day festival in Victoria Park in London with my then boyfriend. The relationship crashed and burned, but I still remember that concert very fondly, and it's probably up there as one of my very favourite concerts ever).

This DJ set reminded me how much I love the two songs Tiësto did with Tegan and Sara around this time, and I've had the pair of them pretty much on repeat since Friday night.

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(Honestly, the moment between 5.03-5.07 on this video is something like a religious euphoric experience to me. Music, for me, is an extraordinarily intense thing — it sings to me, and the soul sings back, a waterfall of inarticulate emotions overflowing.)

I always feel guilty admitting this, but I much prefer Tegan and Sara songs when remixed by Tiësto.

Comments

[dolorosa_12]

I'm glad you like it!

The thing that is hilarious to me — which I have just noticed after repeatedly playing the same 30-second section of the second song (purely so that I can get the buildup to the point in the song at 5.03-5.07) is how few people have their phones out. I'm used to concerts these days being wall-to-wall mobile phones brandished in the air. 2008 always seems not that long ago to me, but in that regard it was a different planet!

[kore]

Oh ghod, phones BUG THE FUCK OUT OF ME at concerts. It's like when you travel and all the tourists are concerned with taking pictures, not experiencing anything. However, I was at a Dessa show where she asked for the phone of someone in the audience, filmed herself and the band in a slow circle while singing and not missing a beat, and then handed it back. Now that would be a treasure!

[dolorosa_12]

I bet that fan treasures that memory — what a nice thing to do!

[kore]

She said "Do you trust me?" to the pro photographer running around the foot of the stage with no doubt a really pricey camera, and he gave it to her. She took photos of the band, and then told us to say something (not "cheese") and said, "You blinked!" and then gave him the camera back.

She is just a fucking treasure, all around. (Her book was great!)