#4 - Bassvictim - "Air on a G String"
Bach was GOATed but his G strings don’t have shit on Bassvictim. It’s been a while since I’ve heard a song exude such an overt sense of fun—the kind of effortlessly playful that makes me forget I’m a music critic. Instead of immediately identifying what genre it is, the scene it’s riffing on, the layers of sounds and effects, my brain starts hula-hooping with glee: SCHOOL’S OUT! Time to dash through the beach in my underwear and bolt into the sea.
The duo said they recorded the song in one day, the day after they formed a band, which feels both serendipitous and sensible. Any more time spent laboring over the electroclash beat probably would’ve extinguished its winky spark. Even the synths sound like they’re off their tits, wriggling and spinning across the mix with the impish mischief of a troublemaking toddler. After a certain point, the storytelling falls away and Maria Manow just starts giggling. “My underwear is showing. I'm showing MY underwear! I don't even care, don't you dare tell me that's wrong.” It hits like some bizarre scene out of an R-rated Diary of a Wimpy Kid book. It’s horny and hot on the surface but really just silly and primal: I'm running around and I'm getting wild.
The list:
#13 - bleood - “ooo” / yuke - “ian goin”
#12 - anarchy - “superbowl” prod dj ess
#9 - Cash Cobain - “Rump Punch”
#8 - Jane Remover - “Flash in the Pan”
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