Best Song of 2001: Heat #4

[katstevens.livejournal.com]

Missy Elliott gets the highest turnout of the decade so far, with a whopping 49 votes to win heat #3. Daft Punk, S Club 7 and Mary J Blige are safely through, but Alicia and DanBed tie for fifth - see below for the run-off.

Today's poll sees double J-Lo remix action, microgoth, mashups, possible incest and the Jackson Five (sort of). It's heat #4, everybody!

• You get a maximum of TEN TICKS over the three bits of the poll. The top five will go through to the next stage.



• If you want to change your vote (or tick too many by mistake), you can edit your votes by clicking on 'Poll #12345' then 'Fill Out Poll'.



• UK chart placings given in brackets.



• You have until Friday lunchtime to vote.



• Rep for your favourites in the comments! Youtube embeds very welcome.

[Poll #1436184]

Comments

Re: REPPIN' TIME: OSYMYSO

[freakytigger.livejournal.com]

I wrote a long bit in my old Bootleg Essay on Osymyso. Most relevant bit:

"“Intro-Inspection” is a dream pop is having about itself. Familiar snatches show up, then recede just when you recognise them, and everything seems connected but it never really is. The disconnection, the rejection of any kind of message or point, is what I like best about Osymiso’s opus – after a few listens you stop wanting the intros to trigger their parent tracks and just enjoy these happy shifts and couplings. “Intro-Inspection” is best explored yourself so I won’t give examples, but the fourth minute of the shorter seven-minute version is particularly superb. (This short version is actually the better one, because Osymyso resists some of his more obvious gags or stabs at irony – the Sex Pistols into Aqua, geddit? – and the samples get more room to breathe. But they’re both great.)

When I first played “Intro-Inspection” I thought it was a shame there wasn’t a steady tempo – now I’ve come to love its odd rhythmic tides, the way just when you get a handle on the beat it fades out or changes up. This sounds, maybe, like the sort of baffling, neurotic changes IDM puts you through, and the density of “Intro-Inspection” is on the first listen easily as wearying as anything the most rigorous glitchmasters have served up. But Osymyso’s relationship to pop is different – he obviously loves it, he takes it apart like a kid with a toy – and when his track plays in clubs, people always try and dance."