I don’t need no fancy car
I don’t need to be a star
I don’t want what you bought
I don’t want any THOTS
(All I need Is You)
I need you in my life
I’m prepared to pay the price
You make me feel so nice
(All I need Is You)
I see how much care
Can’t help but stop and stare
Drop down and say a prayer
I don’t need a stereo
I don’t need no video
I don’t care what’s on TV
I just need you here with me
I don’t need no labeled suits
I don’t need no labeled glasses
I don’t need no great big house
I just need you for my spouse
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Have you ever had a really shitty day at work (or maybe the shittiness started before you even got there—a late wake-up, trouble at home, a traffic ticket, spilled coffee, that feeling of being behind, before your day has really even started)? Or maybe the coffee only spilled into your adrenal system and did its work a little too well, so you feel antsy, vaguely agitated, unfocused, wondering when the winter of your discontent will end? Furious is good music for that.
If you’re like me, you may apply songs like first aid sometimes, trying to stop emotional bleeding or keep a mood from getting infected. I once listened to Kind of Blue on repeat in hopes that Miles might treat a mild depression. At first, it made things worse, but then, on the sixth time through, I finally got what Cannonball Adderley was telling me: lighten up, man
Repeated plays of Furious may or may not work in the same way. The basic motif is simple, a doubled synth figure seesawing back and forth over drums that one might very well describe as “furious.” As in much of the music Ty Showers creates, the drums really drive the vehicle of the song. The road that vehicle is on goes back to the Mahavishnu Orchestra and other early fusion bands that prog-rock fans used to listen to in the 1970s. Genre didn’t matter so much back then. If I put on Return to Forever for a Yes or ELO or Kansas fan, they always dug it.
Wringing a guitar wail out of his keyboard, Ty (who got his start as a guitar and bass player) goes a little Carlos Santana on us here. It works, with layers of percussion beefing up the drums. The fadeout features a little organ one-two that may remind you of the last time you honked your horn at some idiot driver doing his best to ruin your day. If this were a movie, we’d pull up and out in an aerial shot, to reveal a line of cars backed up to the horizon.
Keep this tune playing, and your day will be impervious to rush hour and other forms of ruin. Furious is the second track on the December 2010 release, Just One Last…, and it’s rockin’ good badness.
In case you’re yet unfamiliar, Terzasfera is an Italian electropop band fronted by the gorgeous vocalist, Joy Moonbay. Known for their playful, positive, and profound playlist of pop cultural perfection, this is certainly a band to watch, (assuming you haven’t already been doing so). On that note, if you’re looking for an awesomely ambient electropop fusion track that’s both cynical and sensual well maybe you should keep reading…
By “maybe,” I mean definitely! Seriously, if you’re looking for a song that can simultaneously voice your relationship-related frustrations and calm your anguish, this is it! “Maybe” by Terzasfera is a song that effortlessly expresses the pure passion associated with heartache, in a healthy and candid manner.
All That In One Song?!
Why, certainly! What is presumably a track based on a definitive moment of uncertainty in love, “Maybe” is one of those tunes that can virtually rectify any foul mood. The music is lullaby-esque while the words are simultaneously a stark contrast. The tracks seem to tell a tale in which the leading lady rehashes and laments over the various mistakes she may or may not have made/allowed in her most recent relationship. Culminating in the chorus the powerful words “NEVER AGAIN” are belted and crooned with such sincerity, you begin question the title of the track.
Overall, this track seems to be an homage to the fickle nature of love. Though the song is definitely about a woman who is clearly hurting and questioning her relationship with her significant other, the title of the track indicates there is still hope. The singer sounds strong and sure about needing to move on. However, the word “maybe” repeatedly peppered throughout the song reflects that she’s truly not sure whether she’s coming or going.
Isn’t That Just Like Love?! Well, Maybe…
I have a few friends who just don’t like electronic music. Ambient, techno, Eurobeat, trance, downtempo, it doesn’t matter. And don’t even think about trying out dubstep or industrial on them. Their heads would explode. You know these people, right? If it doesn’t have an acoustic feel or fit their genre template, they just can’t hear it.
Don’t get me wrong—I like acoustic music, too. I’m a sucker for the strummed guitar string, the felt hammer on piano wire, or a good drummer going apeshit on a bona fide drum kit. But to dismiss anything electronic (usually with a misguided “music made by machines” generalization)? No. That’s just stuffing your ears with opinions and ignoring the amazing artistry and variety of electronic music today.
You have to feel sorry for these people. They’ll never explore Calima Shatiday’s work, which means they’ll never hear “Zealous,” a four-minute cool jewel of chill out. And that means they’ll never have the experience I just had, a paradoxical mash-up of laid-back mesmerization and forward-sitting focus.
The thing that keeps you leaning in to listen is the remarkable range of sounds emerging from a simple structure. The dynamic range, too, establishes itself with expansive crescendos that contract back to a whisper. It has the feel of breathing. That in-and-out isn’t the only play of opposites, either. Surface and depth. Stasis and momentum. The feel is familiar, yet strange. Somehow, it’s both as non-distracting as “background music” and as attention-grabbing as a sudden remark that takes a conversation in a new direction.
Well, the album is Conversations, after all. What Shatiday seems to be saying is, “Open your mind. Let the sounds take you somewhere new. Your banjo will still be waiting for you when you get back.” Something like that.