That wonky bass line will echo into the next 12 months like "Blurred Lines" without the controversy. Joining summer 2k17's already stacked roster of songs about feelings-from Lorde, Carly Rae Jepsen, Kendrick Lamar, Young Thug, and Lana Del Rey-we have "Feels." Back with a level of groove hitherto absent from his singles, "Feels" has been harder to evade than chlamydia in your twenties. In summer 2014, softies reigned supreme and "Summer" was rapidly dethroned by "Mr Probz" by Waves and then Sam Smith's "Stay With Me." Right sentiment, wrong delivery.
Some critics gave this due credit for " coming on the heels of one of the most severe winters in recent memory" and thus quenching our thirst for anything that even remotely sounds like you could drink to it on a sunlounger, while others saw it as a " shameless bid" at a hit summer single-which it may well have been had the trends not been against him that year. But what actually happened? Did they meet and fall in love? Did he eventually find a fall fling? Is this some sappy 500 Days Of Summer monologue masquerading as a summer banger? I thought Calvin got all the girls? "When I met you in the summer," he goes, and his voice just drops off to be replaced by an uptempo burst of synth horns and light twinkling. If you hadn't cottoned on by now that Calvin Harris is eager for a summer single in his own name, here is a song titled, simply, "Summer." Here, Calvin loosely reflects on a past romance in a relatable choose-your-own-adventure kind of way. That is, until he was usurped in the charts by the arrival of Gym Class Heroes " Cupid's Chokehold" and Enrique Iglesias " Do You Know? (The Ping Pong Song)."
The ordinary bloke Calvin Harris of "The Girls" and the equally sickly "Acceptable In The 80s" is almost unrecognizable as the plain T-shirt wearing GQ-covering Calvin Harris we see working with Frank Ocean in 2017, but ironically this was probably the closest he's come to defining an era. The hooks are there, but unfortunately they're overridden by a self-congratulating shopping list of women Calvin Harris is willing to fuck-because he gets all the girls, as we hear over and over and over again. With its nu disco vibe and zipper and rubber band synthesisers that recall cranberry vodka with too much ice, "The Girls" boils every UK electronic sound of the time into an LCD Soundsystem parody track that mostly succeeds in being the sound of underage drinking. He releases it at the crux of summer and, ugh, it is not club-ready. To that end, let us reflect on some of Calvin's attempts to achieve the status of Summer Banger so far, and try to pinpoint how, where and why they veered slightly off course on their journey into the pop stratosphere. It may be his greatest work, but finds him standing above the party, looking blankly out into the middle distance rather than driving everyone truly wild. 1, is a perfect example of this: doing very little to offend and not quite enough to completely impress.
He's good, sure, but not quite scaled the heights you'd expect of one of the world's most consistently highest paid DJs.
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Yet he's always just missing the mark, like a TV broadcast slightly out of sync. Putting aside his near-miraculous evolution from a Dumfries dweeb recording demos in his bedroom to appearing in a wealth of Getty images standing shirtless next to Taylor Swift, he's crept out of Diplo's shadow to become an artist in his own right. In all fairness, his come-up has been impressive.