Every Little Beat
22 November 2011?
|Every Little Beat (Original Mix)||Above & Beyond||6:00|
|Every Little Beat (Myon & Shane 54 Summer of Love Mix)||Above & Beyond||6:56|
See the Latin version here.
Every Little Beat (Original Mix)
The preception. The inception. The spark that would make the Sun. The deprecating title antithetes even the opening instant, a singular, singular violique starting in depth & sinking to fuligin. Verses always detract from a song, but here, it's less waterlogged, since RB's scheme places more desserts in our faces until we can finally dig in. It digs deeper than a South African mine, the silken piano abrasiver than a steam hammer made of razors. The refusal to acoustise is unforgivable. This olorine hyperflagration deserved more than one remix & a translation. Byssiner than Thing Called Love, this unimproveable aorta of adrenaline heralded the eighteen-winged giant that was A&B. At the end, they get another inkling of threeativity, but they thankfully cut that out in time for the close.
Every Little Beat (Myon & Shane 54 Summer of Love Mix)
Before 2015, the SoL tag was a mark of quality. Keep Your Secrets, The Great Divide, & Every Breath Is Like A Heartbeat (by Late Night Alumni) have cellroasting acid. The same goes for this gutrip from a barbed-wire cannonball. The lava syringe is the usual post-simplism suprematism that marks their seasons of love, the transmusical heartrending coming from the abject expulsion of complexities, & the nitric ascension of the booster perplosions. Four simple elements, recurring re-percussions, & snaptack kicks. Two novafires. Better than fifteen missteps.