Capítulo Experimental
DJ Narciso
DJ Narciso’s Capítulo Experimental is an album of batida made for scaling mountaintops. Batida made for perfect pirouettes. Batida made for losing your friends in the club and only leaving the dancefloor to go look for them five hours later. Batida made for sweating out the toxins. Batida made for the first track after the generator stops running. Batida made for falling in love for real this time. Batida made for staring down the barrel. Batida made for a violent tacky then bolting back into the party. Batida made for amnesia. Batida made for candlelight dinner breakups. Batida made for when consoling yourself isn’t working anymore. Batida made for nightmares and dreamscapes. Batida made for cutting your cheeks into a permanent smile. Batida made for electroconvulsive shock therapy. Batida made for ODing on stimulants. Batida made for ODing on depressants. Batida made for finally finishing the novel you’ve been working on for fifteen years. Batida made for releasing the hounds. Batida that sounds like Paris, not Lisbon. Batida made for dancers who want house music. Batida that is occasionally tarraxo. Batida made for Fish Fifty Six Octagon’s retirement party. Batida made for cancelling your Spotify subscription. Batida made for getting blocked on Soulseek. Batida made for listening to the No Tags podcast. Batida made for unsubscribing from the First Floor newsletter. Batida made for believing a little bit in the Da Vinci Code. Batida made for finally becoming aware of the people and world around you. Batida made for conceiving. Batida made for that line of cocaine was actually ketamine. Actually it was cocaine. All good. Batida made for pangs of grief when you least expect it. Batida made for trusting that simple pleasures justify themselves. Batida made for sweeping the two lingering lovers out of your restaurant at midnight so you can close. Batida made for talking to yourself. Batida made for questioning your faith. Batida made for spiritual conversion. Batida made for doomscrolling underwater. Batida made for enjoying yourself while they’re playing the hottest one hundred. Batida made for finally getting into Daft Punk. Batida made for missing the old Weeknd. Batida made for reopening a cold case. Batida made for crime, but not punishment. Batida made for walking out of your own intervention. Batida made for feeling slightly terrified but in a cathartic way. Batida made for twirling the ice in your cup. Batida made for taking a sip. Batida made for the final night you ever go out clubbing. Batida made for the first night you transcend. Ba-dum-tish. And then it’s all over. DJ Narciso’s batida might just be the best thing you hear all year.
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Sam Gollings
26 July 2025