you don’t wanna but you gotta

In the words of Trent Reznor: “Having a good time? Ready to party? Have fun? Yeah, well that was the last guys… wrong fucking band. We’re here to have a bad time.”

The Jimmy Mix is about capturing a moment in time, and the portrait of my last year, musically, is: ah fuck, shit, oh god, what now!!

The days of a saxophone smoking a cigarette are long gone. When I am listening to music, it’s because I need results. And when I need results, this is what I’m listening to.

Cohesion? Flow? We don’t know them. This is a random handful of pills from a wide-eyed woman you met in the bathroom. At least one of them will be bad for you. The only promise I can make is that they are all uppers.

To be more specific: this is mostly punk and club hits. This mix slaps in the gym, and it’s pretty good on a run too. It is what I put on when I absolutely HAVE to sit down and do my emails. It functions as a Pomodoro timer, if you’re into that kind of thing. My personal favorite is the Ukrainian dance number — if you can make it past the creepy flutes, there’s some nice chunky brass when the beat drops.

You may notice that it is only eight songs. I think you will find that that is plenty.

(There is even one song on here that I skip the second half of literally every time! It is so good, and yet there is so much of it. Your mileage may vary.)

At the end of your 24.5 minutes, we have a nice slinky Portishead song to bring you down to earth. We did that, whatever it was. Give yourself a pat on the back. You survived.