Playlist fail

Maestro and I have been talking about having a dance party day for a while. We’d arrange the living room with a big dance area, prepare the food and booze, and most importantly – have a suitable playlist for 6-8 hours of dancing and fucking. Now both of us are big music fans and are particular about having the right music – the proper soundtrack – for events. So our fucking music has always been a major part of the experience. And Maestro used to be a sound designer!

He put me in charge of getting the music together. Some of the music was obvious for both the slow, sexy, seductive dancing and fucking – Massive Attack. Die Antwoord, and lots from the trip hop genre. But my musical taste in general, and for fucking, strays more to classic rock. (C’mon, I grew up in a small town. Who didn’t listen to Led Zeppelin 2 or 4 for fucking?) This is where my playlist started to fail. Certain songs are great for dancing and I thought, seductive enough for fucking. Johnny Come Home by the Fine Young Cannibals, for example. I always thought the video was seductive, but we weren’t watching videos. So yes, thumbs up for dancing. But the beat is too fast and the lyrics don’t work for fucking. Or trance – I used to dance and fuck for hours to Sasha & Digweed or Armin van Buuren. But having it play after Die Antwoord? Nope.

Not only did I get try to mush dancing and fucking together, I also got the sequence all wrong. It was too jarring, and didn’t keep the mood going. Some songs kind of worked – Saint Etienne was OK. But Florence + the Machine only works for dancing. The experience also proved to me the limits on my broad music taste. There’s lots of great fucking music in R&B, soul or funk, but I’ve never followed those genres outside of the major artists. From, you know, the 1970s. I love September by Earth, Wind and Fire for dancing. It was the song that always got up and energized before I went to work. But again, not for fucking.

My playlist fail didn’t ruin our party day. We were able to skip through the rejected songs easily and we had a good laugh over it. And our lessons learned from it? Separate the dancing playlist from the fucking playlist. There will definitely be overlapping music, but do not try to merge them.