Rather than subject us all to an hour of post-rock or a heavy dose of free jazz (which we all know belong to January and October respectively), we’ve managed to convince our resident grandfather Ben McCabe [Ed: Not, as we are aware, an actual grandfather.] to provide us with the most upbeat playlist he could muster in honour of summer. He hates summer, incidentally. He says it brings him out in a rash.
Midlake – Roscoe (Beyond the Wizard’s Sleeve remix)
Midlake are mostly known for their middle-aged folk ramblings about some kind of woodsman in the forest. This might well deal with the same subject matter, but the remix adds a much-needed kick to the track, making it infinitely more listenable while still retaining the basic essence of the original.
Grizzly Bear – Two Weeks
Typical Grizzly Bear wonderfulness here, although this track from 2009 album Veckatimest (try saying that after a few piña coladas) finds them at about their most upbeat and cheerful.
Atlas Sound – Mona Lisa
No, I don’t know what this track is about either. Regardless, it’s a glorious type of bonkers.
How many fantasies
were interrupted by
a thousand galaxies
that were floating by.
Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti – Baby
This is by far my favourite song on this mixtape. And the best band name. Like something out of the Summer of Love, only written in 2012. Someone obviously didn’t tell them the sixties was over, which has to be a good thing.
Tame Impala – Solitude is Bliss
This playlist has taken a definite turn toward the psychedelic, which means Tame Impala have to appear somewhere. Worth lying back on the floor while listening and seeing if you can avoid thinking about kaleidoscopes. Go on. It’s Friday. No one in the office will notice.
Space around me where my soul can breathe
I’ve got body that my mind can leave
Nothing else matters, I don’t care what I miss
Company’s okay, solitude is bliss
There’s a party in my head and no one is invited.
Cass McCombes – There Can Be Only One
Beach Fossils – What a Pleasure
It’s like a classic Police track, only without Sting being annoying and singing the same lyric over and over and over and over. In fact, it’s better than anything The Police ever did. I never understood why people like Sting.
Foxygen – San Francisco
This is getting silly now. The only way to resolve this is with possibly the strangest set of song lyrics I can think of. I don’t know what they were on when they were writing this, but I want some of it.
And we were stating on this hill
that Jesus came from Israel
Isaac ‘bove a sacred cow
so not to wake a sparrow’s splashing
But that was many years from now
and I hope from here on out
I always seem to want to shout
your eyes are like a cup o’ tea
ascend into the sun with me.