I can recall the guitar riffs of Aerodynamic. The number of headphones I bought, used, and broke in the process of enjoying their music. I have lost count how many times I played Discovery on repeat.
Discovery, Alive 1997, the beats kept going. After a few days of leaving my computer on, praying that my mom wouldn’t pull the plug, I had all of Daft Punk’s music on my hard drive.
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I proceeded to torrent one of those massive artist discographies. When I discovered BitTorrent, all DSL hell broke loose. Music was downloaded and transferred to my computer in a mouse click. I punch in the artist title and a spreadsheet of music tracks loaded on my screen. I didn’t know what iTunes was and I didn’t care I had all my music for free. It was the height of the p2p movement where tracks were fingertips away. My explorations with Daft Punk continued with my discovery of Kazaa. A party contained in a singular track, it defined my generation. There was a sense that the instruments and lyrics were always meant to be together in this infinite state of joy. The lyrics swirled in a hypnotic matter while going along this spicy music filled with lively character. Some time in the fifth grade, I heard One More Time on Disney radio and was caught in the nodes of its infectious melody. I grew up with an unexplainable attraction to the beats and rhythms of Daft Punk.