Album Review: DJ Shah’s Sunday Morning
Alright, buckle up, because we’re diving into DJ Shah’s 2003 trance masterpiece, Sunday Morning. Released under Shah-Records (because who doesn’t love naming stuff after yourself?), this German gem is a Progressive Trance and Trance juggernaut that’ll either have you zoning out on a beach or fist-pumping in a club. Spoiler alert: it does both.
Let’s break it down. The album’s got five versions of the titular track “Sunday Morning,” each remix giving you vibes for every mood imaginable. But two tracks stuck with me like gum on a shoe—probably because they’re so dang catchy.
First up, the Sunlounger Mix. Oh man, this one’s smooth as butter on a hot pancake. It’s got that chill-out-by-the-pool vibe but still sneaks in enough energy to make your toes tap. You know those lazy Sunday mornings where you pretend life isn’t waiting for you outside? Yeah, this is THAT soundtrack. The melodies are lush, layered, and just dreamy enough without being all up in your face about it. I could listen to this while sipping coffee—or, let’s be real, scrolling Instagram—and feel like I’m winning at adulting.
Then there’s the Sunday Club Mix, which flips the script entirely. If the Sunlounger Mix is your zen garden, this one’s the rave inside your head. It cranks things up with pounding beats and euphoric drops that scream, “Hey, remember when clubs were a thing?” This version grabs you by the shoulders and shakes you awake. Honestly, it’s impossible not to move to—it’s like your body has no choice but to surrender.
Props to producer DJ Shah (duh) and writers B. Medeiros and Roger P. Shah for crafting something so versatile yet cohesive. Each mix feels distinct but connected, like siblings who argue over cereal but still share secrets late at night.
Now, here’s the kicker: listening to Sunday Morning made me realize how rare it is to find music that works equally well for chilling AND dancing. Most albums pick a lane; this one owns the highway. And honestly, if more electronic albums had this kind of range, we’d all be living in a world where Mondays didn’t exist.
So yeah, whether you’re a die-hard trance fan or just someone looking for killer background tunes, Sunday Morning delivers. Just don’t blame me if you start daydreaming about German beaches and neon lights.
Final thought: If Sundays came with a built-in playlist, this would totally be it. Now excuse me while I go figure out why my alarm clock can’t play this instead of screeching at me.
