Pillbox

Paperhouse

I feel that in the past three years or so there has been a panda frenzy. From pistol pandas to golden pandas, many artists’ stage names have embraced the black-and-white image of the adorable and easily-recognizable members of the genus Ursus.

So why pandas? For me, there’s a little too much panda going on. There’s Gold Panda, Hot Panda, Pistol Panda, and The White Panda. I’ll be discussing Gold Panda, but it’s important that we cover The White Panda. As a Carnegie Mellon student, you likely experienced The White Panda early this fall, and your dreams of a great mash-up show were utterly crushed. That show sounded like two white kids wh hd listened to Girl Talk’s Feed The Animals, downloaded Ableton Live, and decided they were going to DJ a party using the music they’d been collecting since middle school.

Sorry, but I want more from my DJs. Partying hard is great and all, but I surely am not going to let my good time fuel some bro’s DJ-rockstar ego trip. Pardon me if it’s too absurd of me to deem seamless transitions as a must while listening and dancing to electro. Those boys from Chicago and L.A. did not provide those transitions. The remixes that they made themselves are actually pretty catchy, but as a show, the boys need a lot of work mastering the mash-up.

Gold Panda, on the other hand, is an outstanding producer. Born Derwin Panda, Gold Panda is an English producer who hails from Chelmsford, Essex. He’s been in the game for quite a short time, only releasing 7" records in 2009, but he’s making a definite splash. His music has a young sound full of texture and splashes of the oriental, with bells galore.

Gold Panda is the way to go. The songs are short enough that the experimentation with samples doesn’t get overbearing, but long enough that they’ll be stuck in your head, making your heart flutter for the rest of the day. If you like the musical stylings of Pogo and company, Gold Panda is certainly an artist whose soundwaves deserve to make contact with your eardrums.