Dear departed Burma House. I don't think you truly knew how good you were. And you may not have even known that this bizarre and brilliant song was your anthem.
Mount Sims is the stage name of Berlin-based DJ Matthew Sims, Wikipedia tells me. But Wikipedia fails to tell me why Mr. Sims instructs his listeners to turn their dry ice machines on because he likes "the smell of it." Is that the sound of you laughing? DO NOT LAUGH HE WILL BITE YOUR HIP. (And ... yeah. Totally ready for Arts Fest.)
Ah, Athens, Ga. and your mythical talent for producing pretty freakin' awesome bands. I first fell in love with Of Montreal when my senior class video used "Oslo in the Summertime" for a montage about my high school's sports teams. (Odd, no?) Then, the flames of love were stoked by iTunes's decision to offer "Id Engager" as a free music video of the week this winter. But lately, "Heimdalsgate Like a Promethean Curse" has emerged as one of the definitive songs of this summer for me.
I don't know what it is. It's certainly not the bizarre music video, and it doesn't sound like much else I listen to. But it has me hooked. And I do not mind in the slightest.