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The Twilight Sad, “Nil (Liars remix)”

I’m not really a fan of remixes and/or extended mixes, just as I’m not generally a fan of sequels (unless you tell me Al Pacino is the villain in an upcoming Stan Lee joint). Remixes by nature are just filler to keep you on the dance floor longer, even if we’re talking about a goth remix — which should be an oxymoron — and said club-goer is just going to be holding up the walls all night in some dark corner.

I’m, of course, referring to the “goth” culture before it had a name and was then promptly sold to Disney, before people tweeted misery to other antisocial “nonconformists” who also dress up like Tim Burton characters. Does anybody remember The Cure’s abomination, “Mixed Up,” a collection of its hits in New and Improved 30 Percent Larger Fun Pack versions? On “Lullaby” alone, listeners are left stuck — like a spider’s meal — in a hepped-up groove somewhere near the beginning of the song for nearly eight torturous minutes. It’s embarrassing to say it now, but there was a time when Robert Smith could do no wrong, and I listened to “Mixed Up” as faithfully as all the rest of his output, even side project The Glove.

But I digress. My point here is that the Liars’ remix of The Twilight Sad’s “Nil,” (off the latter’s third full-length, “No One Can Ever Know”) is one of the best remixes I’ve heard. I’ll admit that I am perhaps just flogging a dead horse, as in the evolving climate, the line between remixes, sampling and covers is quite blurry. In any case, the only peers to this remix that spring to mind are a few entries off 2012’s “Dross Glop,” reinterpreting The Battles’ “Gloss Drop,” such as The Alchemist’s remix of “Futura.”

Ultimately, I think a good remix is able to give the original new appeal, which is what happened in the case of “Nil.” I’d sort of passed by The Twilight Sad’s catalog with barely a glance before hearing the gussied-up Liars mix. Now, I know better.


SEE ALSO: EARGGH! reviews Liars, “Loose Nuts on the Veladrome”

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Oingo Boingo, “Reptiles and Samurai”

(Danny Elfman as a member of the Mystic Knights of the Oingo Boingo in the 1982 film “Forbidden Zone”)

Oingo Boingo in most minds is remembered as the one-hit wonder maker of the title track to the silly 1985 John Hughes film, “Weird Science,” starring Brat Packer Anthony Michael Hall. Some might make the connection that bandleader Danny Elfman went on to create the title theme for “The Simpsons.”

But Oingo Boingo had plenty of other songs that in a decent world would have been hits, such as nearly every song off its second album, 1982’s “Nothing to Fear.”

An ode to anyone who’s ever taken the “brown acid,” my pick for best track is “Reptiles and Samurai,” a rollicking, juicy nugget of new wave, with lyrics that actually seem to be cautioning against drug use. (Too bad for the band that none of Nancy Reagan’s psychics were Oingo Boingo fans, which strikes me as somewhat implausible.)

Exhibit A:

Reptiles and Samurai
Are under my skin
They hide in my mind
They speak with my tongue
They run amuck in my terrain
They are not friends
But they are forced reluctantly
To share my brain

Be warned, however: This is the kind of song that pops up in your head and drives you crazy when you’re in the midst of a stress attack.

Oh, and the jury’s still out on the accompanying video, but beggars can’t be choosers.

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