Drops from around the High Country: local DJs, party-throwers, and curators. Mixtapes, singles, and the occasional whole-album recommendation. Press play, then go dance.
Watch it and listen to it with someone you love. It’s a love story only Glen could tell.
◆ left917 Glen Hansard spent his last hours in a pub session in Chapelizod, no stage, singing with whoever showed up. Last week the world lost someone special. Thank you Glen and rest in peace.
Nothing matches that.
Watch it and listen to it with someone you love. It’s a love story only Glen could tell.
◆ left917 Glen Hansard spent his last hours in a pub session in Chapelizod, no stage, singing with whoever showed up. Last week the world lost someone special. Thank you Glen and rest in peace.
When the dance floor fades into headlights. A dreamy collection of synthwave, cinematic electronica, and late-night dopamine for the ones who never want the night to end 🌙
◆ left917 Ten years ago this month, Stranger Things showed up and Kyle Dixon and Michael Stein's Volume 1 followed it out the door. I didn't know it then, but that's where this started. Not the neon stuff. Not the 80s synth pop revival everybody grabbed onto. The other side of the machine. Thematic, spooky, patient, the kind of thing John Carpenter has been doing since he scored his own movies because nobody else would. Ten years in and I'm still chasing it. Expect more of it here, regularly.
I grew up on 90s country, the Brooks & Dunn, Garth, Alan Jackson, Tim McGraw of it all, then spent years wandering off before outlaw country (Johnny, Waylon, Hank, Willie) pulled me back. Fancy Gap is where those two roads meet. The frontman of Triangle indie band The Love Language built a country outfit out of Charlotte, pulled in guest voices like Adam Lazzara of Taking Back Sunday, and their 2024 self-titled record lands right in my sweet spot. Cue up Little Heart Racer or Filthy Habits, drop the truck windows, and let a summer afternoon do the rest.
◆ left917 If you're looking for some indie country. Check this one. If we get sun on Saturday just remember to roll the windows down.
A collection of songs for the beautiful darker side of ourselves. Deep electronic pulses, hypnotic synths, heavy bass lines, and emotional melodies that hit somewhere between euphoria and melancholy. The kind of tracks that make you want to dance harder while feeling everything DEEPER. It’s the sound of midnight drives, underground clubs, old memories, and the moment when the lights go down and the world disappears. A little dark, a little dramatic. For the times when you feel a little heavy… and dance anyway.
Kevin Parker sings like John Lennon wandered into a disco and decided to stay. "Dracula," off Deadbeat, is the darkest-sounding thing you'll dance to all week. It comes with a bass line that stalks, and enough shimmer that never tips into gloom. It's already grown a whole world of dance clips. Put it on after dark and let it get its teeth in.
If you know, you know. Between 2004 and 2011, indie dance nights were truly special. Tiny dark clubs, sticky floors, flashing lights, and DJs playing songs that somehow made everyone in the room lose their minds. This playlist is a trip back to that era.. the tracks that filled dance floors, introduced us to our favorite bands, and made us feel like we were part of something real.
◆ left917 Are you kidding me? @dancinganyways bottled the smell of PBR and American Spirits into a playlist that feels like hearing Wolf Like Me for the first time. If you were there, this nostalgia sits right down beside you. If you weren't, you'll wish you had been. Give it a spin.
American Football made an album so quietly foundational that a good chunk of modern emo is still chasing the sound of their seminal album, LP1. Their interlocking guitars, restless odd-metered time, and trumpet have come to define what's now known as "midwest emo." Full confession, I slept on them the first time around and only fell for them hard these past few years. If you need one song to get why, mine is this one; "Uncomfortably Numb," the one with Paramore's Hayley Williams, where all that ache finally says itself out loud.
This is a summer night at Fat Harold's @ Myrtle Beach in one song. Shirley Temples at the bar and you're a kid again, watching your folks dance. Press play. Find someone to spin around the kitchen.
A love letter to Fourth of July. Classic rock echoing across the yard, the smell of charcoal in the air, sparklers, cold drinks, hot dogs, faded denim, and bare feet in the grass. Press play, turn it up, and let the music take care of the rest. Now someone hand me a beer!
All my FAVE heavy bass electronic tracks in one place. Turn the bass all the way up and viiiiibe.
A little soundtrack for summer. Made for river floats, mountain drives, campfires, and golden hours. Every song was handpicked- no algorithm, just years of collecting the tracks that always seem to find the right moment.
