What if Xander Harris Threw a Rave But Nobody Came?

Not a great turnout at this rave.

On the plus side, the drugs seem to be working.


Ohh-ah Ohh-ah! Bappi Lahiri Borrows from the Buggles

Speaking of Bappi Lahiri, which we were doing yesterday, here’s a song of his that borrows a little something something from Video Killed the Radio Star. But you’ll have to admit that the finished product bears rather little resemblance to anything the Buggles ever produced.

Everybody Dance With Bap-Bap-Bappi

Muscial director Bappi Lahiri, Bollywood’s greatest magpie, throws in everything from electro to 60s garage punk into this little number from 1987, featuring what is probably the world’s loudest tape recorder.


Oll Raigh!

Italian pop star sings a song in gibberish that’s supposed to sound like English with an American drawl (and which occasionally seems to lapse into actual English). Not only do I love the, er, “lyrics,” but I love that relentless backing track. And of course the video, which combines two “live” performances of the song on Italian TV.

I know, this was big on the Internets a couple of years ago, and I should move on. But I love this song. I could listen to it on repeat for ten hours, and maybe I will.

Hold something!

Are you ready? Are you ready for this?

Do you like it? Do you like it like this?


Sharevari Dance Party, 1982

Yes, this is a video of people dancing to techno music in 1982. Before the genre even had a name. Back when the genre wasn’t actually a genre so much as just this one song, Sharevari, from the never-heard-from-again group A Number of Names.

Also, the host of the show, who makes an appearance at the end, is clearly high as fuck. He is possibly the highest person I have ever seen on television.

Below, the song without the voiceovers, sounds from the studio, etc.

WNUR’s Streetbeat: The Acid House soundtrack to my grad school years


In late 1988 or early 89, while I was in grad school at Northwestern University in Evanston Il, I discovered the Streetbeat program on the college radio station WNUR, which at the time specialized in house (and acid house)  music, which was just then hitting its stride both in Chicago and in England. This music — and the dancey industrial music played on WNUR’s Club Beat show — became the soundtrack to most of my grad school experience.

Street Beat was on only for a couple hours a day, and Club Beat only once a week, so I started taping them off the radio, filling tape after tape — basically, as many as I could afford — eventually accumulating literally hundreds of tapes featuring my own edited versions of both shows.

Evidently I wasn’t the only one taping madly away.

Low Sea, No Evil


This is sort of my favorite song in the world right now. (Note: the worst dancer in the world, like worse than Elaine on Seinfeld, makes an appearance at 1:55.)

Fun fact: The band is not French, but Irish.

This song ain’t bad neither, and this is a real video and everything:

Is Tropical makes an infomercial

After watching that I felt a really strong urge to buy a fountain.

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