Sometimes I’m afraid I might lose my mind. I mean, I practically cajole myself into having it happen. As if throwing myself across 10,000 km, hurtling across the Sea of Japan and wafting over the South China Sea into my new, never before visited homeland in Saigon wasn’t enough, I’ve spent the last two months in a period of deconstruction that would have done Derrida proud. Ruthless Liberating myself from the nuts and bolts of the words that constitute my feelings—and soundtracking the entire effort—has felt at times, like raining down kamikaze style on my mind.

Little explosions of clarity and their ensuing moments of satori laced with glorious temporary insanity as the latest bombshell revelation lands in my mind, are the moments I live for these days. I’m looking at life and growling “[“Let Me”] have it” and one of these days it might just give me a right hook that’ll knock me right the fuck out.

But until then, the new Mike Skinner track, much like his stellar remix of Fryars’ “Cool Like Me”, has been picking me up out of the battlefield and giving me a dark horse chariot ride to the dancefloor. Because in my world, the dancefloor is therapy, the nexus of letting the fuck go and rebirth. I’m always on the lookout for anthems with a barbed edge, and “Let Me”, replete with no fewer than three killer hook moments and proud, weird kid in action lyrical moments is as perfect as it gets.

I can float like a butterfly in the choruses, and get down like a motherfucking bumblebee in the choruses. I’ve got my quick footedness down pat, my game face on, and the track’s still attendant to those moments in the boxing ring/dancefloor when the song’s begging for you to give into the moment, to ameliorate your mind.

With any luck, we can get this song playing down here in Saigon, but if you’re looking to give it –and more Mike Skinner tracks—a spin, you can check out more (and grab a free download) at Skinner’s soundcloud.

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