Oliver Keens. Throw this one on about three quarters of the way through your bash, when you need a surefire, hands-in-the-air worldbeater. This John Peel-championed punk classic is as simple and direct as they come. A stunningly simple and incredibly famous kick drum sequence introduces this Mancunian classic.
Tristan Parker. Keisza nailed it and sounded like she had a ball in the process. Eddy Frankel. Think about that. Course you have, so celebrate that kick in the teeth you received by throwing some seriously moody New Romantic shapes to this era-defining synthpop classic.
How wrong they were. Does it matter? We doubt it, but it definitely is the most obvious. Incredibly, it even hit the Christmas One spot inafter a social media campaign helped it overtake the effort of that year's 'X Factor' elf. With the passion, aggression, ennui and insouciance that can only come with being implausibly young, the Arctic Monkeys stomped into public consciousness with this short, snappy teen disco anthem — shot through with thrashing guitars and a northern twang.
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As everyone pointed out after his death, Kurt would no doubt have hated how big it eventaully became, but this is one of the foremost examples of a song belonging to the fans rather than the artists who penned it. Small wonder it became a gay pride anthem. A single snare hit kicks it all in before a constant barrage of incessant funk guitars and deliciously sexy falsetto vocals take you on a groovy trip around the bedroom. It starts with someone hitting milk bottles with a spoon and some cats yowling, before the simple yet devastating bass kicks in and this jaunty anthem kicks off.
Nope, no one does, because it was terrible and it tanked.
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The piano line at the beginning a big shout out to Steve Reich is your cue to grab your real friends, pull them in a big sticky huddle and never, ever let them go. Just watch. Josh Jones. Is it in their ten best songs? Actually, yes it is, because nothing else quite sums up the pure passion of rebellion as well as this monster from LA rap-metallers Rage. Bruce Tantum. It's the perfect song to drop into a party playlist because it's not too over-played, but at the same time, everyone remembers what a bop it is when it comes on. Sophie Harris.
What follows that statement of electronic intent is seven minutes of serpentine basslines and deadpan vocals.
James Manning. We advise laying down a tarpaulin before you drop this one at your next house party. On this disco-pop smash, he wants you to be loved, and he especially wants you to get funky. But on this global chartbuster from Pharrell is celebrating joy for the sake of joy, so go ahead: shake what you got, turn that frown upside down and relish every delicious move you make on the dance floor.
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This single found the late, great British soul singer Amy Winehouse at the peak of her talents, even as she sang about the depths of her despair. It really is never too much. Just about every Sean Paul hit follows the same formula: a spare, repetitive riddim collides with that inimitable monotone, which always seems far too chill to concern itself with reaching for any tricky notes. Joshua Rothkopf. Steve Smith. But like Mondrian, this Kingston hit maker achieves something alchemical with his brand of pop-reggae minimalism, so much so that obeying his dancefloor exhortations seems downright compulsory.
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Sir, yes, sir. Amy Plitt. In truth, party-friendly hip hop of this quality might never be heard again. Tin roof, rusted what does it mean? Except for Luther burgers.
Hell no. Look out for your first newsletter in your inbox soon! Few contemporary songs make us yearn for the days of the sock hop more than the single that catapulted these New York faves into the big time. All together, now: murderer! Go on, let it funk you up.
But this doesn't mean it's acceptable to cobble together dodgy party song playlists filled with soggy bops and half-arsed nearly -bangers. We defy anyone to keep their toes from tapping during this mega-hit. Ever been hurt by someone you love? Only play this if you are per cent down with air guitar. Ellie Walker-Arnott. Somehow, it still manages to have that same impact 40 years on. When it comes down to it, rap-rock is generally pretty whack, with a few exceptions, the jewel in the crown of which is this glorious mash-up.
Turn it up, shout, sing, scream, jump, flail. Thanks to Spotify and other streaming services, everyone's a DJ these days. Jonny Ensall. Take their whoops as your cue: Marvin Gaye supplies the cool falsetto and someone can be heard rocking the cowbell, but the prime directive here is to dance. Hank Shteamer. You can probably have too much of those. London duo La Roux topped the charts in with this synth-pop missile that's sleeker than a skintight satin catsuit.
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Kristen Zwicker. James Brown is a sex machine. Just remember to think of your party playlist like a spag bol: a little bit of cheese is a fine addition, but too much can be overpowering. TS Eliot wrote that April is the cruellest month.
Derek Schwartz. Shake that thing, you say?
Gentlemen, good night; ladies, good morning. Simple chords, pounding drums and a great, lovelorn melody all combine to make one awesome, pogo-inducing wank anthem. Is this the only song about masturbation on our list? Led by a dumpy, balding guy screaming about surrealist cinema, on paper this isn't the most promising party song.
David Fear. How many former snipers from the Royal Canadian Navy can be credited with having written a banging synthpop tune? A boisterous disco crowd, gyrating on the dancefloor of your imagination, can be heard high in the mix.
At the forefront of the global resurgence of deep house is this endlessly catchy jack-fest from the funkiest Duke alive — London producer Duke Dumont. And it still does. An incredible medium-pace groove, lush vocals and tight funk guitars all built for getting frisky at the disco.
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As party songs go, you get a lot of bang for your buck with this heavyweight hit from London crew Rudimental. Not a bit, firstly because of the immense symbollic value it acquired over the years, but secondly because it is a great tune. Nick Levine.