Feist

This song is a drug. A slow and calculated drug. The original doesn't even wait until the chorus to get excited -- it defies the formula for a conventional masterpiece. When the song breaks, it's just to prep for the next story.  "I caught a long windA long life windI got to know the skyBut it didn't know meGot to see the lightAnd land on top of the seaAnd be the bird, be the keyAnd now the current tellsWhat the wave withheldAnd then the lightning sayOh where light will layWhere will you go?Keep yourself afloat" Nicolas Jaar's edit to this song is minimal as ever, hardly touched but just enough to emphasize the parts that connect your heart to your ears. It's a continuos shiver that stays on the back of your neck. Like sleeping with the window open, but under just the right amount of blankets, waking up and knowing that the outside world will never be as lovely and personal as your bed. It's flight for man, defying the laws of physics, and writing on a Sunday morning with a candle and a cup of chamomile tea. It's your fond memories of college boyfriends (or girlfriends), people who gave you light, or took light away from you. It's the deeper soul.