With his first two records Salvador (2020) and Romeo (2021), Sega Bodega (Salvador Navarrete) introduced a reinvention of dance music driven by a kind of dream-logic which addled the mind but made sense to the body.
His new album, Dennis (26 April 2024), arrived following an experience of mania. Imagine spikes of euphoria, sleepless nights and surrender to impulse. The difference between ‘reality’ and this mind-altered state feels paper-thin. Dennis is a translation of how this feels.
Sega Bodega’s records have always lent themselves to introspective listening as easily as they fill dancefloors, but with Dennis, the intention is to go harder: this is a club record to lose yourself in.
This song is ridiculously good. But the part at 2:25 when he teases a beat switch but then almost immediately comes back is quite orgasmic in its subtlety. One of the best song I’ve heard!
OMG. his music is going in such a right direction... audio samples + hyperpop bass and vocals + guitar arpeggios + flutes + brilliantly embedded reggaeton beats ...ONE good reason to feel proud of 21st century
personally don't get how this song is "hopeful" it reads more like "slowly giving into anesthesia" which feels a bit horrific to me, but I dig that vibe of comforting dread too
Sit you on the kepko, lie below, and let me ask about your day How did it go and did you think about me? Thinking am I sad? No sad, no, happy Press up on me, then kiss on my eyelids Fill me up with everything that I could ever need Keep that turn of glove Bless us with the absences of violence Tuck you in with one to many kisses on the cheek I would rather give you my eyes so you can see what I see You can only fake it only so much, and I feel it, and I feel it, and I feel it Can you feel it? Do you feel it with me? Feel it Thinking am I sad? No sad, no, happy Press up on me, then kiss on my eyelids Fill me up with everything that I could ever need Keep that turn of glove Press up on the stem, release the violets Huff you up till you are just a colour I can't see Check you when I'm fading down, we can then sort it out When you pick a bag, who's a bad girl? When you back, when you pick up, more Who's a bad girl? Pick up When you pick a bag, who's a bad girl? When you back, when you pick up, more Who's a bad girl? Pick up See Sega Bodega Live Get tickets as low as $138 You might also like Adulter8 Sega Bodega Set Me Free, I’m an Animal Sega Bodega Dirt Sega Bodega Press up on the stem, release the violets Huff you up till you are just a colour I can't see Sit you on the kepko, lie below, and let me ask about your day How did it go and did you think about me? Thinking am I sad? No sad, no, happy Press up on me, then kiss on my eyelids Fill me up with everything that I could ever need Keep that turn of glove Bless us with the absences of violence Tuck you in with one to many kisses on the cheek Check you when I'm feeling down You can only fake it only so much, and I feel it, and I feel it, and I feel it Can you feel it? Do you feel it with me? Feel it Thinking am I sad? No sad, no, happy Bless us with the absences of violence Tuck you in with one to many kisses on the cheek Keep that turn of glove Press up on the stem, release the violets Huff you up till you are just a colour I can't see Check you when I'm feeling down, we can then sort it out When you pick a bag, who's a bad girl? When you back, when you pick up, more Who's a bad girl? Pick up When you pick a bag, who's a bad girl? When you back, when you pick up, more Who's a bad girl? Pick up When you pick a bag, who's a bad girl? When you back, when you pick up, more Who's a bad girl? Pick up When you, bag, who's a bad girl? Who's a bad girl? Pick up Who's a bad girl? Who's a bad girl? Pick up
