Move On by Miss CAT: A House Gem That Keeps You Grooving
Alright, let’s dive into Move On, the 2018 album from Italian artist Miss CAT. Released under First Planet, this electronic stunner leans hard into house vibes, and trust me—it doesn’t hold back. It’s one of those albums where you hit play and suddenly your living room feels like an underground club in Milan.
First up, the title track “Move On.” How could I forget this banger? The beat drops so smooth it feels like sliding on silk sheets—yeah, that good. There’s something hypnotic about how the bassline just locks in with the hi-hats; it’s impossible not to nod along. What sticks out for me is the way Miss CAT layers these tiny vocal snippets throughout. They’re subtle but kinda haunting, like whispers urging you to keep moving forward (or maybe just to refill your drink). Either way, it works.
Then there’s another standout called… well, actually, I’ll admit I don’t remember its name offhand because Move On kinda steals all the attention. But wait—that second tune! Oh yeah, it's got this funky synth riff that sneaks up on you halfway through. Imagine walking down a neon-lit street at night while someone plays retro arcade sounds behind you. Sounds chaotic, right? Nope, it’s pure magic. You can tell Miss CAT knows her stuff when it comes to crafting grooves that feel both nostalgic and fresh.
What makes Move On special isn’t just the music itself—it’s the vibe. Listening to it feels like being part of some secret party only cool Italians know about. Like, yeah, we get it, Italy has pizza and pasta, but they also have THIS. Who knew?
Here’s the kicker though: after spinning this album, I started wondering if Miss CAT ever gets tired of people dancing to her beats. Does she ever wanna make sad acoustic songs instead? Or maybe write poetry about clouds? Probably not, ‘cause honestly, who would trade making people move for moping around with a guitar?
So yeah, if you’re into house music or just need a soundtrack for pretending life is a movie montage, grab Move On. Just don’t blame me if you end up dancing alone in your kitchen at 2 AM.
