I won't bore you (again) with the flow of my creative juices. All you really need to know is that this mix being the ultimate of bad-assery is only one of the reasons why I've been pressing the "repeat" button on my mp3 player for the past week and a half.

Remixer Beatdrop picked up steam right around the time when I was really getting into this "remix" thing. Stuff like his down and dirty Sonic mixes and rock'em sock'em Raiden round-ups will find no complaint from me, that's true, but what he's done here outpaces everything in the world, and possibly also time as we know it. The mix we have before us is so good as to defy any linear temporal theories. Perhaps right now it has punctured the space-time continuum and presented itself like some monolith for the Neanderthals to discover.

We can only hope!

I am not so petty as to decry what I do not like, but the fact remains that I like my videogame music fast and furious. I can whittle through a batch of slow, pensive songs like they were nothing. I'll spit them out like sunflower seeds, one by one until a whole week's update is gone. Yes, I have no time to waste with such frivolity! Other people may enjoy their sappy piano waltzes or moving orchestra compositions, not me. Give me beats, and give them to me in a format that is as quickly paced as you can muster. There have been too many flowery tangos and chinsy piano pieces for my taste recently.

Beatdrop does not disappoint, he knows the score. He knows that there's nothing to do right know exept rock your ass. We're granted barely ten seconds of respite before he starts to move his freak train on us. An interlude that, at twenty seconds, is much too short. But never you fear! In just twenty seconds more we'll find out what all the hubbub is about and the freak freaks its way well into the first minute. By this point I'm sure that whatever companion you might be with is already shaking their "groove thing" as if it were an imperative handed down by god. Maybe it is! Again, we can only hope.

2'11 brings us to a break where my perrenial favorite (the bass) continues in full effect. From here it's a slow rise in intensity until the average listener is quite sure they can not take any more. But you'll pretty much have to! There's no time to wuss out now! Because 3'35 is right around the corner and, by this point, one can say that these beats are maybe the most broken that they have ever heard. The squeaks at 3'55 are what many children these days would refer to as the "new hotness".

There are no words too kind to describe this mix that beatdrop has laid upon us. You couldn't encompass it in something so mundane as language. While it's only the first minute or so of the mix that cannot be missed, the rest of it is no torture session. Beatdrop has always been solid, but this time he shows you just how much he knows how to rock.

But Could I Drive To This?: Whether you're wrecking the floor with your lady in toe or simply poppin' and lockin' in your living room, there is really no time for driving when this song is on the mic. I fear the next time this song is unleashed while I'm behind the wheel of a car. Nobody could concentrate with beatdrop maxing out at 110% like this. The results, as a wise lyricist once say, "could be disasterous"