Impromtu Morsels--Filling in for the Month of May

Hey, I was listening to music and extemporaneously made a mix. I hope you'll listen to it in its entirety. If you already have all of some of the songs, please humor me and listen to the mix as-is anyway. I'll email the link to the songs. The mix has a story to it. All persons and events are fictional. Any similarity to real events or real people, living or dead, is purely a coincidence. I hope you enjoy:

MUSICAL MORSELS: The Story of a Night Out


JUSTICE, “The Party”
You’re going out tonight. The boys are coming over in a bit, and you are meeting up with a group of girls later on at the club tonight. Take a shower, shave in the mirror, and pick those nose hairs. Don’t forget to use the atomizer on your nether-regions; don’t take any chances. You’re excited about tonight. Use starch on that collar, Son: You are going to get laid tonight.

BATTLES, “Atlas”
The boys have arrived and the pre-gaming begins. You are preparing for war. This is a mental game, so use this time to drink as much liquid courage as possible. This song also represents you popping a few pills, because somehow drinking just isn’t enough. Get amped up, buddy! You are going to get laid tonight.

GIRL TALK, “Once Again”
It’s time to go. The drive to the club just never is long enough to hear all of the songs your resident-car-DJ wants you to hear, so he put together this mix for you. See yourself, four dudes in a car, the windows are rolled down, and you all sing in tandem, “Beat the p*ssy up, beat the p*ssy up.” You’re all bad-asses, and you know it. Everyone in the neighboring cars knows it too. Believe me; those people are totally turning down their music so they can hear the shit pumping out of your car windows. You have a big d*ck, and you are going to get laid tonight.

DAFT PUNK, “Cresendolls”
Walk in the club, hear the music; start bobbing your head, PARTAAAAY! The girls are standing over there; start dancing! That brunette is pretty hot, and she’s friends with your friend’s friend, so you can break the ice by saying, “Hey, how do you know So and So?” Dance! Drink Redbull Vodkas. Dance! Pop another pill. She likes you! Holy shit, you might actually get laid tonight.

THE KNIFE, “Silent Shout”
It’s that time of the night when everyone in the club is f*cked up. You’re f*cked up. She’s f*cked up. You’re still dancing together, but now you two are all over each other. She wants you bad. You want her. This song comes on, and it couldn’t be more perfect. This song may as well be an invitation for you to have sex right there on the dance floor.

THE KNIFE, “You Make Me Like Charity”
Somehow you end up back at her place. Things have gotten blurry, but neither of you have slowed down. This song is you and this girl getting it on; the pills have fully kicked in. It’s like sex in some twisted, yet Ecstasy-filled universe (pun-intended).

THE MICROPHONES, “The Moon”
This is the drunk, hazy drive home. You’re not quite sure where you are or what happened, but you know it’s 4. Am and the sun hasn’t begun to crack the horizon yet. The acoustic guitar in this song stumbles just like you stumble to find all of your clothes and the front door. You’re not quite as wasted as you were an hour ago, but still too drunk to drive. The driving, muddled tones of this song are your fuzzy-eyed drive home in the twilight. You see light trails every time you turn, and you think every car is a cop-car.

HOOVERPHONIC, “2 Wicky”
You are finally home. The sun still isn’t up yet, but the moon light is softening and creating a hazy light in your house. This song is you stumbling to bed, without showering, without brushing your teeth, tossing all clothes on the floor next to the bed. You’re head hurts a little, the room’s spinning, but your sleepiness is overwhelming…and you drift away….

MENOMENA, “My My”
Crazy dreams. It’s Ok, you’re just dreaming, Son. You won’t remember the details when you wake up.

VAMPIRE WEEKEND, “Walcott”
WAKE UP!!!!! This is your alarm speaking, you forgot to turn me off! Don’t you want to get outta Cape Cod, and do it all again, tonight? Stumble outta bed, go make yourself some eggs. Last night was crazy, but you’ll take it easy tonight. You got laid last night.