Listed: Summer starts with songs
Posted on 22. Jun, 2010 by theashcan in Listed, Music
Does the thought of an entire summer with Ke$ha, Usher, and Katy Perry pumping from car stereos give you a serious case of the Beibonic plague (see that, a play on Bieber, a contagious and mind killing pop sensation who we will surely be hearing a lot of this summer, and bubonic, a contagious and killing plague sensation we hopefully wont be seeing)? With official summer songs lists like this, that’s what you have to look forward to. That is, of course, if it wasn’t for the completely random and subjective series of lists from the Ashcan. Here we run down the top 10 songs that we would like most to be pumping from car stereos instead. Have a read and let us know your picks.
Obviously a Swede would make it okay to love pop music again. I’ve written about it before but here, again, is former pop tart Robyn, with a banger of a summer track about love and heartbreak on the dance floor. If you ain’t know, Robyn shed her Max Martin-made pop veneer a long time ago and has been churning out indie dance wreckers since. This song—a throbbing, movey cut laced with heart-pounding drums and wrenching vocals—might be her biggest chance at recreating that late ’90s fame, on her own terms.—am
I’ve been a Kelis fan for years—she’s always unraveled the fibre of R&B divadom with avant garde-ish concepts and production, while making pretty commercial tracks. And though there’s nothing cutting edge about linking up with Eurodance kongs David Guetta and Benny Benassi (who, IDGAF, still make the treadmill bangers I love) it doesn’t come off as a gimmick with Kelis. Listen to the pounding Justice-esque base beat and 90s rave synths on “Home” and tell me you don’t want to feel like a champion and dance ’til 7 in the morning.—am
Mark Ronson Ft. The Business INTL – Bang Bang Bang (Feat. Q-Tip & MNDR)
As his studio output grows, Mark Ronson continues to prove just how adept of a producer he is. The first single from his upcoming sophomore is “Bang Bang Bang”—a catchy, stuttery gem that sounds exactly what a futuristic-retro-funk pop song should sound like. The best part? It features one of my favourite finds of 2010—singer and Kraftwerk-inspired producer MNDR, a bold-ass chick with tons of talent. Oh, and Q-Tip is on it too. If “Bang” doesn’t get you excited (you’re lame), I’m letting you know that The Business INTL, featured on the new record, includes some VERY AMAZING AND BIG FUCKING NAMES: D’Angelo, Boy George, Simon Le Bon, Nick Rhodes, Alex Greenwald, Miike Snow, Ghostface, the Dap Kings, Spank Rock, Rose Eleanor Dougall, Wiley, MC Pill, and some guy from Kaiser Chiefs.—am
A lot of things surprised me about the lead single from the Roots’s 11th album. For one, they are on bloody Fallon, which I thought meant they were right up there with Max Weinberg and Paul Schaffer – aka finished. But then they dropped this bomb of a single on, where else? The bloody Fallon show! And it was great. The other thing that surprised me? Black Thought can sing. I mean, I’ve seen him mess around with it on stage, but nothing like this. It’s raspy and gritty and bluesy and it complements an otherwise classic Roots song. I’m as excited about this as I was when I was first introduced to the band with “You Got Me” over 10 years ago.-jkg
As great as the first single off Shad’s latest is, “Yaa I Get It“, “Rose Garden” is probably the one that is going to be played most this summer for me. Mostly because it’s pretty listener friendly, and the last thing your friends who don’t like hip-hop want to hear is a song with no hook like “Yaa I Get It”, even though I can’t help but turn it up as loud as it goes whenever I play it. That’s not to say “Rose Garden” doesn’t stand on its own, and it definitely has one of my favourite lines off the whole album – “the missis-sauga continues / Brampton, my DJ’s lampin like Green Lantern.” Plus when he played it at Toronto’s Opera House concert, Brendan Canning of Broken Social Scene fame joined in for the chorus, which is pretty cool in its own right.-jkg
Nas & Damian Marley – Nah Mean
It’s not like these guys haven’t had success teaming up before, but I still had my doubts until I heard the whole album. It also didn’t hurt that they played a lot of this stuff at Rock The Bells last year and killed it. But by far one of my favourite tracks off their album, Distant Relatives, is this, which perfectly combines the elements of their respective musical genres, and accomplishes what they sought out to do when they planned this album, which is to put some challenging, positive lyrics out there. Also, for fun, here it is live with this crazy strong dude who waves the Jamaican (Correction: Er, Rastafarian) flag for the entire length of every Damian Marley concert. -jkg
Sleigh Bells – Crown On The Ground
A summer song must sound better the louder it is played. This is a token qualification for great summer songdom, much like how sandwiches must be cut diagonally to achieve true tastiness. In this regard, Sleigh Bells’ lo-fi romp is made for this list. Even on the lowest volume setting, “Crown on the Ground” sounds like it’s being sprayed directly into your ear. Assaulting your body with infectious beats and an irresistibly simple, sing-song chorus, the Brooklyn duo’s wall of sound is an aural manifestation of summer’s unlimited potential energy. -sy
Janelle Monáe’s current concept album is simple: her alter-ego, Cindi Mayweather, becomes a messianic figure to the android community of fictional city Metropolis. Totally Michael Bay right? Casually sprinkling Bernstein and Outkast in equal measures throughout her debut LP ArchAndroid, Monáe’s “Say You’ll Go” is a slow jam with the heart-on-sleeve mentality of an open stage folk singer. Add the pedigree of a Claire de Lune piano coda and Monáe takes summer ballads to an entirely new level. I don’t know if they dream of electric sheep, but I am certain androids fall in love to music like this. -sy
Like he did on last summer’s “Best I Ever Had“, Drake plays with pacing on “Show Me a Good Time”, drawling, crooning, speeding up, rushing, but this time creating a verse/chorus swirl of declarative statements and faded-out disorientation. On the hook Drake can’t figure out how it got this far with this girl, but he quickly shakes the thinking process away and tries to enjoy himself. The smatter of his sentiments is superficial but of personal import, Kanye’s beat is noisy when dissected but sweet as a whole, and, well, if that ain’t summer to you, you need another shot. -jc
Cody ChesnuTT – Come Back Like Spring
I’m not sure if this one even counts — it’s about spring, not summer, and it’s a ditty, more of a sketch than a song — but whatever, it sounds like sunshine and can kiss you all the same. ChesnuTT’s an oddball, wrapping his soulful melancholy around honeysuckle and beautiful breezes but also annoying ant bites and allergies. I love this guy. This one’s for the quiet moments, the mornings, the hangover coffees staring off porch steps, the feel of grass or someone else’s hair. It’s not an anthem, no, but let it surprise you on shuffle and be rewarded with a private, cinematic moment, everything making sense again. You’ll need it, trust. -jc














Anupa
Jun 22nd, 2010
Jesse! That’s not the Jamaican flag!! It’s the former Ethiopian flag (used while Selassie was in power) that’s basically been adopted by the Rastafari movement.
Also, Jef, good call on the Cody Chestnutt.
Simon Yau
Jun 22nd, 2010
Why haven’t the Roots just asked Solange to be their lead singer? Am I the only one who sees that as a natural (and awesome) evolution for all parties involved?
hannah
Jun 22nd, 2010
This is irrelevant but I just need to comment on the use of helvetica neue ultralight in the title image. Awesome.
jessekg
Jun 22nd, 2010
Anupa, I’m a journalist, not a flagographer!
Anupa
Jun 22nd, 2010
Simon – PROFUNDITY AT ITS BEST. YOU MUST BLOG THIS IDEA & SHARE IT WITH THE WORLD.
Jesse – Rule number one of journalism: Thou shalt get thine facts straight!
Zindzi
Jul 2nd, 2010
Solid list guys, and Anupa I co-sign: love me some Cody Chestnutt.
Also, if I hear “California Gurls” or see the vid one more time, I’m sending poisoned candy to Katy Perry as a wedding gift.