Shakin' your booty FQ
ROUTE 1 readers take a guess while answering this week's FRIDAY QUESTION:
"What one song have you danced to most in your life?"
Dave B. -- Frankie Goes to Hollywood's "Relax," the greatest dance song of all time.
Kerstin H. -- "Summer of 69," because I made up a dance for it.
Mike D. -- I'll sound like a real hick, but it's probably "The Chicken Dance," a staple at wedding receptions of my large extended family. Other contenders are "Brown-Eyed Girl" (with my wife), "Twist and Shout" and "Love Shack."
Inger H. -- Does head-banging air-punching count? That would have to be Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit." There is an itch that only that one song can scratch.
Annika H. -- "Honky Tonk Badonkadonk."
Mike M. -- Maggie says I don't dance, but she's never seen me with a Sony Walkman and a tape of Whodini's "Freaks Come Out at Night."
Erik H. -- I loved the idea of "Pump Up The Volume" by M/A/R/R/S before I even heard the song: British indie bands Colourbox and A.R. Kane (from the artsy label 4AD!) were joining forces with scratch-and-sample pioneering DJs Chris "C.J." Macintosh and Dave Dorrell.
"Put the needle on the record, put the needle on the record, put the needle on the record when the drumbeat goes like this!"
Cue up the Ofra Haza sample (I even had an Ofra Haza 12-inch record in my collection!) and away we went on the dancefloors of my college days and nights.
We added to the lyrics, of course, substituting dorm-floor cult legend MARK VARNER for "Volume."
"Pump up the VARNER, Pump up the VARNER, Pump up the VARNER -- DANCE! DANCE!"
Now, I know that the one-off collaboration contained more than 250 samples and is a towering achievement in the progression of modern dance music.
Then, it just sounded so great blasting out of the speakers at SPANKY'S.
"Rhythmatic, systematic, world control. Magnetic, genetic, dement your soul."
"What one song have you danced to most in your life?"
Dave B. -- Frankie Goes to Hollywood's "Relax," the greatest dance song of all time.
Kerstin H. -- "Summer of 69," because I made up a dance for it.
Mike D. -- I'll sound like a real hick, but it's probably "The Chicken Dance," a staple at wedding receptions of my large extended family. Other contenders are "Brown-Eyed Girl" (with my wife), "Twist and Shout" and "Love Shack."
Inger H. -- Does head-banging air-punching count? That would have to be Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit." There is an itch that only that one song can scratch.
Annika H. -- "Honky Tonk Badonkadonk."
Mike M. -- Maggie says I don't dance, but she's never seen me with a Sony Walkman and a tape of Whodini's "Freaks Come Out at Night."
Erik H. -- I loved the idea of "Pump Up The Volume" by M/A/R/R/S before I even heard the song: British indie bands Colourbox and A.R. Kane (from the artsy label 4AD!) were joining forces with scratch-and-sample pioneering DJs Chris "C.J." Macintosh and Dave Dorrell.
"Put the needle on the record, put the needle on the record, put the needle on the record when the drumbeat goes like this!"
Cue up the Ofra Haza sample (I even had an Ofra Haza 12-inch record in my collection!) and away we went on the dancefloors of my college days and nights.
We added to the lyrics, of course, substituting dorm-floor cult legend MARK VARNER for "Volume."
"Pump up the VARNER, Pump up the VARNER, Pump up the VARNER -- DANCE! DANCE!"
Now, I know that the one-off collaboration contained more than 250 samples and is a towering achievement in the progression of modern dance music.
Then, it just sounded so great blasting out of the speakers at SPANKY'S.
"Rhythmatic, systematic, world control. Magnetic, genetic, dement your soul."
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