Take Me Back: Voxtrot (My ‘Missing Pieces’)
Every now and then I have the daring curiosity to seek music from outside of my iPod’s playlist. You see, I have one nearly filled up with tons of music. Though, I almost never listen to half of what’s on there and just stick to my playlist titled, “Annihilation.” The only reason to explain the name of the playlist is that I would die without the tunes in said playlist.
The other half of the iPod is filled with countless tunes that I have downloaded, enjoyed, and forgotten. I absolutely hate that I forget about good music. But, it’s not entirely my fault. My friends are hip-hop fiends–as am I–so any song that doesn’t spit bars isn’t to their liking. With that in mind, when I make my playlists I usually only choose to put the songs the my friends may like in the playlist that I listen to the most; therefore, I forget about putting my good music in.
The other day I started playing my iPod in my car without any set playlist. Note: My iPod is corrupted so I can’t connect it to my PC and the screen is messed up so I can’t change playlists/artists/songs/albums other than through my shitty after-market stereo. I’ve had my little black player since as long as I can remember and I do plan on retiring it after I get all my music out of it and transferred to my computer.
Back to whatever I was talking about: So, there I was finally venturing out into the wilds of my iPod and I start playing tracks from RATM, P.O.D., Paperboy, 2Pac, CKY, Britney Spears and all of the artists I grew up listening to and the music that was washed away when my old computer “annihilated” itself. But, then, I hear a smooth voice, almost poetic enough to write me a love letter with only his (yes, “his”) voice. Almost instantly I start to sing along to none other than one of my favorite bands of all-time and the band that started my infatuation with indie music in Voxtrot.
The band is led by the brilliant Ramesh Srivastava whose voice is dripping with romance and poetic heartbreaks. There are only a handful of voices as good as his. He almost makes it seem effortlessly. Just the very first word of any song has me hooked. Ah, his voice, so dreamy. Anyway, moving on: yeah, his voice is uhh …. The first song I had heard from them in so long was “Start of Something.” The song immediately readies your ear into a frenzy.
Even though they never garnered mainstream attention, Voxtrot continues to channel the streams of music enthusiasts. Just look at their Youtube comments. They’re filled with new Voxtrot fans even after two years since their last single. There’s nothing like the power of good music.
I can’t even start to name my favorite tracks from this group. Every track has a different meaning to my ears. Each song slowly fills the holes in my ears that need the vibes to dance along to. Growing up, I never thought I’d want to fill that. Never. I was always into hip-hop, rap, R&B, rock, and some hardcore. Never did I think I would fall in love with a band so poetic.
Voxtrot has filled the missing pieces for me to enjoy all the music I listen to now. They have filled my ability to appreciate every artist who shares a meaning through a tune.
Though Two Door Cinema Club will likely always be my favorite, favorite band, I credit Voxtrot for filling in the missing pieces in my music-loving heart.
Oh and I go day by day, oh it’s a thing to live for, I know
And I would feel much better if I thought there was any other reason
to keep away the beauty from the dirt
And I would do much better if I thought I fill any other need
And I miss you, oh
And I miss you, oh
Check out some of my favorite Voxtrot tunes here:
FYI: These were the only MP3s in my computer since my damn iPod doesn’t want to work.
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