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I Can't Stop Listening To This Dom Dolla & Kid Cudi Song "Forever" And I Don't Mind One Iota

2 Kid Cudi blogs in one day. In 4 hours actually! What is this 2009?

Truth be told I have had this blog saved in drafts for like 3 weeks now. I keep saying I want to do more music blogs, and then I second guess on doing them, and don't end up doing them. It's a vicious cycle of self-doubt. But with Kid Cudi's name everywhere you look today after his bombshell testimony in the Diddy trial, I figured this is the perfect segue to squeeze this in.

At the end of April, Dom Dolla, the Australian DJ who, along with his "Everything Always" partner John Summit, has taken over the world DJ scene, dropped this new song with Kid Cudi live at his Madison Square Garden show. 

They dropped the song immediately after, and the above music video with footage from the performance. 

I fucking loved it from the first time I heard it. 

Call me sentimental, (I am), but maybe I'm just a huge sucker for that nostalgic 2010s euphoric, progressive house sound? Which this has in spades. Or maybe I'm just a giant bitch? Maybe both?

Real talk though. 

Electronic Dance Music was unmatched from 2010-2015/2016. After dominating the rest of the globe for decades, it finally broke through here in America. Like an invasion. 

The genre arguably evolves quicker than any other, so the fact we had a run as long as we did with the big room, "fun, sounds of Avicii, Calvin Harris, Afrojack, David Guetta, Zedd, etc. for that long, and they dominated mainstream radio, pop culture, and the festival scene says a lot. 

That sound transformed recently, with techno, and tech house having a massive revival. 

Not that I don't enjoy it, but it's just not the same. 

Hearing a track like "Forever" get released by one of the hottest names in the world, with a blast from the past like Cudi, in 2025 just brings a smile to your face.

Love the song, love Dom Dolla, love Cudi, and hope there's more where this came from. 

p.s. - Two good Cudi stories.

1st time I met Cudi was when my promotion company (of course I had a promotion company) Outfit Events booked him to perform RIGHT BEFORE his Crookers Remix of "Day N Nite" blasted off into outer space and went fucking lunar. 

Believe it or not, I used to have a really good ear for music and what was good. I know, you'd hardly know it now, but I was good at spotting acts who were going to blow up before they did. (One time I DJ'd for Lady Gaga at Enclave in Chicago when she was doing club shows for like $2,500 and a comp tab. True story.) 

So I get Cudi, straight out of Cleveland at the time, not The Hollywood Hills, for like $3,000 plus a hotel room. And in the time between booking him and his performance date, the Crookers remix blows up, and "Day N Nite" becomes a top ten song. 

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We used to do Friday nights at this spot in old Fulton Market, called Lumen. It was ahead of its time and Fulton Market, and West Loop, were a fucking ghost town back then. Not even remotely close to what they are today. But people were lined up to get in and fighting at the door to see Cudi that night. 

He was so young, and new to the scene then that showed up with no security guard. Just him and his "manager". They asked politely if they could smoke weed in the club, performed, then stuck around after and took pictures with fans and hung out. Couldn't have been nicer. I was a fan from there on. 

Fast forward a few years, and the Steve Aoki remix of "Pursuit Of Happiness" had become a monster smash hit. 

His debut album Man On The Moon, was critically and commercially acclaimed, and Cudi was even more so a household name now. He was doing a big time nationwide tour, and needed support on a few mountain area shows. And guess who he tabbed to be one of his openers? Sammy Adams (and me, his DJ). So even though we didn't get to see him at all before the show because he had a separate green room and dining area that was cordoned off by an offensive line of security guards, and there were signs hung about asking guests "not to disturb the wizard" (this was during that brief "Wizard Cud" phase thing), I still can say I got to fucking DJ (for Sammy Adams) at fucking Red Rocks. 

All thanks to Kid Cudi/Wizard Cud/Sammy Adams.

p.p.s. - here are more Cudi bangers

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