Imagine what it might sound like if video games could drop it to the floor. Suppose an old Atari was waving hello without using its hands. In that case, you can imagine such easily infectious and bouncy beats being the rhythmic barricade for “8th Edition”. If you can try not to let it distract you from the blips of 8-bit synths and lyrics of resignation. “Glasses on my big nose, a towel on my head, my body in the water/nothing in my spirit,” sings the understated but no less memorable chorus. And despite the kinetic lock of the groove, such dejected energy feels a lot like a song about just letting life pass by while you wait to finally come to. A relatable song to those who come alive more in their head than they do in their body.
Written by mynameisblueskye
