Let’s get this out of the way; I like to believe I’m a smart, clever, intuitive person; someone who can read into figurative language and see symbols for what they are in context, but this video completely threw my sense of relative intelligence off the first time I saw it. It’s like Sophia Coppola’s Virgin Suicides meets Stanley Kubrick’s Eyes Wide Shut house orgy. A menage of pastel colors and pretty, shut-in, seemingly inexperienced, potentially brainwashed girls combined with the premature sounding vocals of ALPINE make for something totally other-worldly, slightly unnerving, yet completely addictive.
It’s okay to feel the rings on my hand, my love, my enemy
Smokin’ on, fiery heart, smokin’ on, nobody’s here
The song itself is made of a total of 19 words. Their repeated phrases above combine into a hypnotic melody of sound that L.A.’s Josh Legg of Goldroom spins into a futuristic tribal dance. Where the original track takes on a more ethereal approach to the composition, Goldroom’s approach is honest dance. Keyboards bounce over a sharp drum and marimba while ALPINE’s vocals are mixed and overlaid on top of one another creating a sound that jives through your whole body. The airy sound of the original is kept and lends itself to the space-age vibe this track gives off.
Maybe it’s just me, but I imagine that if some extraterrestrials were to come chill on earth, they’d be playing this song. It’s opiate effect on the body would have us moving and easy targets if they decided to invade and all that. Although now that I think about it, I wouldn’t mind getting abducted by aliens who played tracks as good as this – at the very least I’d be surrounded by quality tunes.
As for now? This is a brainwash worth having wherever you are in your day.