Golden Dream
Mocky
Saskamodie (Crammed Discs, 2009)

Holy shit, it’s been a month? Well let’s reorganize, re-energize, and reprioritize.

With ‘Ye in emotional free-fall (being called a gay fish repeatedly will do that to a guy), it’s time he broke out of the mopey 808s state and started dabbling in the brighter, more optimistic arts. All you need is a beat and a style, and he’s got the latter in spades. That said, a little pep-me-up in the form of Mocky might help.

Mocky is a Canadian guy with a fondness for twee, bright electronic music, and it’s no surprise he cut his teeth with the likes of Feist (don’t like), Jamie Lidell (like much), and Peaches (NO LIKE AT ALL)… in Kanye’s hands, this malleable little slice of instrumental dance-jazz (at WK? we believe in making up genres like there’s no tomorrow) would be well and truly a lamb to the slaughter.

The tempo is juuuust right for some machine-gun lyric spitting, not to mention it’s got that smooth feel that the ladies like. Something about getting the hips moving. The piano flourishes are a sweet, sweet touch too. What girl isn’t gonna ditch her purse and flood the dancefloor upon hearing a few bars of that beat?

C’mon, Mr. West. Get a little Mocky in your life. Sure, it’s eccentric, but last time I checked, you were wearing houndstooth ascots in the middle of spring.