Yes, I am literally about to speak with sincerity about a 1 hr 5 minute album made up entirely of Star Wars samples and beats.
Despite how it might come off from the first description, Star Wars Headspace isn’t shallow, a comedy album or a trite shoehorning of samples into the rigid scaffolding of EDM. It’s much deeper than that, and even though it’s a joint effort from 17 different artists, it manages (with one sad exception) to sound extremely cohesive and well curated.
To be clear, I’m not even a massive Star Wars fan. It’s nowhere near as deep as Star Trek (or even as enjoyable on a basic level). When I think that, I try and defend it by saying that of course no series of films can be as deep as a show that had time to develop over the course of hundreds of episodes and multiple decades, but then again… Blade Runner did the trick in one film.
Back to the point, Star Wars Headspace is full of the kind of electronic music I can listen to without getting sick of the sound of it.
Brooding, distant, euphoric, emotional. It’s dance music, but it’s not really for dancing to.
The interesting thing about the way this album came together is that you hear many of the same samples being used by different artists over and over. “Help me Obi-Wan”, “I’m Luke Skywalker, I’m here to rescue you”, a few Wookiee grunts are the fan favorites, along with a particularly beautiful siren sound which seems to feature in 50% of the tracks but I have no idea what it is.
All gushing aside, there is one thing that gets me raging. The crime that is Claude (sigh) VonStroke’s R2 Knows. A ruthlessly out of place turd featuring plodding comedy vocals that almost flush the entire album down the Thomas Crapper. Especially after C3P0’s Plight, and Force — both intricate tracks that get devalued by 6 minutes and 14 seconds of churning synths and Jesus Christ those vocals. It’s like if there were to be a compilation album like this:
- Track 1: You and Who’s Army? — Radiohead
- Track 2: Empty Cans — The Streets
- Track 3: PUT A DONK ON IT — MC SKRET FT. PEAKY LAD
While it isn’t the next Orbital or Eno, it’s a solid block of electronic stuff that stands parsecs beyond Avicii and his army of sweating carbon copies. I don’t relish giving away the standout tracks on something that I feel should be enjoyed in order, but here goes: