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Track by Track: Dakota Jones' Heartbreakers Space Club Brooklyn's Brightest Lights in Outer Space

Track by Track: Dakota Jones' Heartbreakers Space Club

Brooklyn's Brightest Lights in Outer Space

by Ancient Champion, Columnist
first published: June, 2023

approximate reading time: minutes

"The parenthetical contains the buzzwords or more abstract things that we think of when we think of these songs, followed by a bit of an explanation of the vibe." - Dakota Jones

Still informed by old school grooves, the new album from Dakota Jones has one foot firmly in the future. Heartbreakers Space Club experiments and genre-bends its way across a dozen or so tracks. Actually 11 I know that. Retro stylings remain though in Dakota Jones' futuristic future. It takes a giant voice to fill this universe and Tristan Carter-Jones is up to the intergalactic journey the band travels on. Heartbreakers Space Club, what's it all about? It's a magical mesmerising record that's for damn sure. Over to Dakota Jones for a fab track by track...

Moon Song (stomping love chant, fire power)
Moon Song is a spaceship approaching a planet and starting to burn up upon entry into the atmosphere, but right before it bursts into a fireball it breaks through the ozone, parachutes deploying as it softly falls into the alien ocean.

Misbehave Me (outerspace pool party, interstellar foreplay)
If Moon Song is the landing, Misbehave Me is exiting the ship, a stranger in a strange and glorious land. It's a moment of self discovery and exploration in a world beyond your wildest imagination.

Downtown (insomnia at the restaurant at the end of the universe)
Insomnia. You're nodding your head with bravado on the outside, but on the inside all those sleepless nights are starting to melt your sanity. Where have you been and where are you going? At the sound of the harp, the hour glass gets flipped once more and you're not sure if you're asleep or awake - or which you'd prefer.

Call It Off (skywalker ballad)
You're on a moving walkway in the sky, trying to find solid ground. But every time you step off one moving walkway, you land on another. Things are moving faster than you'd like, and you're not sure where you're headed - until the final moving walkway gives way to orange light, and you realize you've landed where you belong, in the arms of your beloved.

Sugar Pie (bakery funk, one eyebrow raised and a crooked grin)
It's the effortless cool of a gang of two, walking in step through streets paved with sugar under a plush pink sky. Don't know where you're going and you don't care. It's rose colored glasses on the tip of your nose, and kisses like cotton candy.

Feel Something (6/8 sexy slinky, fireplace in the winter)
Sex in the engine room, one hand dragging down the steam soaked window.

Dissent'N'Gin (funk rap, zooming at the speed of light)
A jewelry heist in all black leather, and it goes off without a hitch. You came for the jewels but you stayed for the feeling of immaculate power that's surging through your blood.

Break It Down (late summer)
Two bodies floating in a sensory deprivation tank, in recovery, feeling everything and nothing. Both thinking the same thing, both too afraid to speak. Their hands graze, a shock to the system. Their eyes connect as they stand. Can we make this thing last?

Scared (heart palpitations, short breaths, freezing cold)
The sound of water dripping in a pitch black room. Can't even see a foot in front of you, until a light flips on. Mirrors everywhere, your reflection on repeat, receding into infinity, nothing but your own demons looking you in the eye.

Countdown (love in the cosmos)
Eyes open. Your body slowly descends back onto your bed as you realize the nightmare is over. A deep inhale as you gaze out into a pastel swirled sky. You wake your beloved and you both prepare for the task ahead, going through the motions until your seatbelts click into place. The engines fire up as the countdown begins. Blast off. Suddenly you're back in the middle of nowhere, nothing but stars, but it doesn't matter because you're hand in hand, off to the next adventure.

Heartbreakers Space Club, space doubling as both something celestial and a place that you hold for yourself, is where you lose yourself to find yourself, break yourself down to build back up into the most authentic version of you. One moment you’re sitting in a dark corner of the bar smoking a cigarette, gazing out of the window into a candy pink sky, the next moment all of the walls disappear and you’re floating in the middle of nothing, weightless and without a care. Let it take you there.

Essential Information
Follow Dakota Jones on Instagram and TikTok, check out their website, and listen to the new album, Heartbreaker’s Space Club here!

Ancient Champion

Ancient Champion writes for OUTSIDELEFT while relentlessly recording and releasing instrumental easy listening music for difficult people. The Champ is working on Public Transport, a new short story collection that takes up where 2021's Six Stories About Motoring Nowhere (Disco City Books) left off. It should be ready in time for the summer holidays. More info at

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