John Lilly, by Laurie Anderson

Laurie Anderson’s 'The Ugly One with the Jewels' changed my life. In particular, the song John Lilly. Ostensibly a short prose piece about a whale in an aquarium, it is actually a sickening, stomach crunching indictment of just how shit the human race is. That's right, we keep animals in small enclosures for their whole lives. Aren't we fucking cool? Ideal for listening to at night, when drifting off to sleep, the tug of the violin is truly heart rending, and when the whale finally speaks all you can do is cry. “Do all oceans have walls?” Oh you humans...

Naughty Eye

Wandered down Kilburn High Street on the last hot day of 2008, Timbaland and Magoo's sex/apocalypse RnB BANGER Naughty Eye playing. Saw Afghan 14-year-old dancing in perfect time to the song in the sunlight and a driver holding up three streams of traffic, screaming inside his jeep. Which fitted perfectly with the robotic yet carnal weirdness of the track, though the skies failed to fill with divine machines of sublime gravity or erupt with irridescent mushroom clouds that turned all non-mechanical life into orgasmic vapour. So, you know, thanks for fixing the dancing kid and violent machine driver, but sort the rest the fuck out, reality.

Naughty Eye by Timbaland and Magoo

Atlas by Battles

For me, this song brings to mind three things: the smell of sweat, the floor shaking, and an indescribable sense of joy that can only be likened to winning the lottery whilst simultaneously receiving oral sex and and an electric shock. The first time this song coursed through my ear drums like sexy battery acid I nearly pogoed out a window, while around me danced pink bears and quiff-laden maniacs on an assortment of psychadelics. Tyondai Braxton’s eerie yet strangely compelling vocal sample at first terrifies, before turning you into a spinning top of acid energy. Dance now please. Dance.

The video.