Dirty South caught the technically transmitt… Read Full Bio ↴Real name: Dragan Roganović
Dirty South caught the technically transmitted disease of DJing long before he even owned his first set of turntables. He taught himself mixing skills on his NEC tape deck, utilising nothing more than its twin cassette players and a pause button to recreate the sounds of club DJing in the safety of his own bedroom. By the time he got his first decks at the start of the millennium he’d already honed the techniques ready to take on the world of his heroes. At the same time he was mastering the concept of DJing, Dirty South was also readying himself for a future in studio knob-twiddling.
Spurred on by the megamixes that filtered through the radio waves into his disco den, the devious young man hotwired the family computer (once the domain of innocent school projects) with illicit music software smuggled to him by sympathetic allies. Soon he was jacking out his own remixes and edits of sordid club anthems and nasty chart hits.
Wallowing in the grime of his secret life, South soon slid into the murky world of mash-ups and bootlegs. It was only a matter of time before his treachery became notorious around the global underworld and his tracks seeping out of the local clubs and infecting the airwaves from the Australian radio networks to Pete Tong's Radio 1 playlists in the UK. It was only natural that Dirty South was embraced by the twisted, like-minded crew at Vicious who fuelled his perverted pastime with remix duties for some of the biggest artists including Depeche Mode, Chris Lake, Fedde Le Grand, Roger Sanchez, Cicada, Midnight Star and TV Rock. In between remixing, Dirty managed to score two ARIA nominations, Pete Tong’s Essential New Tune and numerous number one chart positions around the globe.
So what’s next? More tunes in the making, remixes and a bunch of DJ gigs to follow.
Walking Alone
Dirty South Lyrics
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Take this motherfo' up, start a riot
Don't stop, turn that up, take it higher
Take this motherfo' up, start a riot
There's a glitch inside my system
Rushing through my whole existence
Got me twisted, can't resist this
Something's flipping all my switches
Mix it up and mass appeal it
Pressure is riding me hard
Killer dose right through my heart
And there's no antidote
And there's no antidote
And there's no antidote
And there's no antidote
There's no antidote
There's no antidote
The lyrics to "Walking Alone" by Dirty South & Those Usual Suspects feat. Erik Hecht are a powerful and energetic call to take things to the next level. The opening lines urge the listener not to stop and to turn up the music, directing them to "take it higher" and "start a riot." These words are supported by a thumping beat and a driving melody that are sure to get anyone's blood pumping.
As the song continues, the lyrics take a darker turn, with the singer describing a glitch in their system that has them feeling twisted and unable to resist the music. They describe a feeling of pressure and intensity that is almost overwhelming, and declare that there is no antidote to this feeling. The repetition of this phrase underscores the sense of desperation and the need to give in to the music completely, no matter what the cost.
Overall, the lyrics to this song are a powerful and compelling call to action. They urge the listener to let go of their inhibitions and to surrender to the music completely, no matter what the consequences may be.
Line by Line Meaning
Don't stop, turn that up, take it higher
Keep the music going and turn up the volume to a higher level.
Take this motherfo' up, start a riot
Let's raise the energy level and cause some commotion with the music.
There's a glitch inside my system
Something's not right with me, as if I'm a machine with a malfunction.
Rushing through my whole existence
The feeling is overwhelming and affecting my entire being.
Got me twisted, can't resist this
I'm caught up in this feeling and can't escape its grasp.
Something's flipping all my switches
Whatever is affecting me is changing everything about me.
Take'em, break'em, make'em feel it
Let's take the music, mix it up, and make people feel it.
Mix it up and mass appeal it
Change the music to appeal to a larger audience.
Pressure is riding me hard
The stress and tension is weighing heavily on me.
Killer dose right through my heart
This feeling is so intense that it's like a deadly shot through my heart.
And there's no antidote
There's no cure or relief for this feeling.
There's no antidote
There's no escaping this feeling.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: KLAS FRANS AHLUND, STEVE ANGELLO, AXEL CHRISTOFER HEDFORS, SEBASTIAN INGROSSO, GARETH THOMAS STEPHENSEN MCGRILLEN, ROBERT THOMPSON SWIRE, ADAM JEWELLE BAPTISTE
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@TudorLaurini
masterpiece!
@zmilqn3787
+Klaus yes
@andreigridnev8747
+Klaus underrated
@BlackEydPanda
to me The golden era of modern dance music was 2012 man
@nicolobarbieri8482
ma sto commento unexpected?
@drissarezki2321
the golden era... :'(
@PRFAM1999
Exactly
@Jr__
Yes :/
@claudioarends2899
Probs never going get music like this again.
@DK-xm6zj
Missing old dayssss 😥