Dirty Soup’s retro genre-specialist Kristine Barilli's Dirty Monday Playlist is The Sounds of New York Summer.
With a collection of over 10,000 vinyl records at her finger tips, NYC-based music junkie and resident DJ at The Lot Radio in Brooklyn, Barilli loves nothing more than hunting down elusive musical gems - and she’s offered up a sampling of her favourites to play all summer long.
Check out the playlist and read what the tracks mean to her below.
Read Kristine’s full bio HERE.
Close To Perfection by Miquel Brown: This song was played during Jim Burgess’s legendary last set at NYC’s iconic gay club The Saint. It’s one of those precursors to sleaze disco tracks that makes you want to dance until the sun comes up.
Black Magic by Astrud Gilberto: Off of my personal favourite Astrud Gilberto record which is filled with album cuts and hits alike this track is the ultimate summer dance party!
Love Will Set You Free by Carrie Cleveland: Slightly out of key and dizzying, this track gives you all the hot summer night energy of Timmy Thomas’s keyboard playing mixed with a lounge singer in a smokey bar you saunter into late at night and possibly leave with a stranger.
Night People by Allen Toussaint: It’s all about the female vocals on this one. But it also sounds like it belongs in a film during a scene where some crazy party is happening in the Hollywood hills and everyone is up to no good.
Do You Feel It? (Tu Lo Sientes?) by Joe Cuba Sextet: If you want to know what New York looks and feels like in the summertime, close your eyes and listen to the lyrics of this song.
Feeling Good by Nina Simone: There is no song arguably steamier then this masterpiece. It’s also the ultimate summer love story, an ode to the sun and nature coming together in harmony to tantalise the senses.
Samba Saravah by Pierre Barouh: It sounds like an aperol spritz in the sun on the Mediterranean somewhere.
Samari Da Yan Matan by Mamman Sani: A dreamscape of instrumental magic. I want to fall asleep on the beach under the stars while this plays.
In The Courtyard of the Stars by Nirvana: So romantic and simple, it really is evocative of hot summer nights in Italy for some reason to me… in the courtyards… under the stars.
L.A. Nights by Yasuko Agawa: Exactly what the title implies. The warm desert air just hits differently.