There are some things you’ll never get out of your head. For my 16-year-old self, it was whatever Louis the Child and Icona Pop had slipped into their punchy radio track, titled “Weekend.” That song cost me my aux-cord privileges during carpool.
But, I didn’t care that I overplayed it. Like much of their dance music, it had all the elements of a saucy teen hit; a cheeky cadence, heavy cuts, and of course, aggressively angsty lyrics. I’m only a little ashamed that I still have to bite my tongue to stop myself from singing it aloud as I write this.
“Last night, too turnt/ No water, ripped shirt/ iPhone screen cracked/ Did I pay the bar tab?” I digress...
the year was also 2016, and I fell in love with almost anything that rang in my ear. This song was no exception. My taste in music has hardened since my slightly more melodramatic teenage years — especially with my recent and somewhat unexpected turn towards deeper house and EDM .
Yet, I’ve never lost my soft spot for Louis the Child. Over the last decade, Robby Hauldren and Frederic J. Kennett have taken most of the biggest stages in the country — Lollapalooza, Electric Forest, Coachella — and have maintained their contagious, synthy sound.
I’ve kept tabs on the pair since Kennet was in High School, Haulderon was a USC frat boy, and Taylor Swift added the group’s single “It’s Strange” to her “Songs That Will Make Life Awesome’ playlist. But, I’d never had a chance to see them live. That is.