Album Review: Magic Happens by Tom Novy & Veralovesmusic
Alright, let’s talk about Magic Happens, the 2017 album by Tom Novy and Veralovesmusic. If you’re into House music with a dance-floor vibe, this one’s got some gems worth checking out. Released under Nouveau Niveau—a German label that knows its stuff—this little package brings two versions of the same track: "Magic Happens (Radio Version)" and "Magic Happens (Club Version)." It’s not a massive album, but it’s solid, no doubt.
First up, the Radio Version. This one sticks in my head because it’s super smooth, like something you’d hear while cruising around town on a sunny afternoon. The beat is catchy but not over-the-top, and there’s this melodic hook that just sneaks up on you. You know how sometimes tracks feel like they’re trying too hard? Not this one. It lets the groove do the talking, which honestly makes it way more memorable. Plus, it’s radio-friendly without being boring, so props for that.
Then there’s the Club Version, and oh man, this is where the magic really happens (pun intended). It’s darker, grittier, and totally made for those late-night vibes when the lights are low and everyone’s lost in the rhythm. The bassline hits harder, and the build-ups are next-level satisfying. Like, I can almost picture myself losing track of time in some underground club in Berlin while this plays. If you’re a fan of electronic beats that demand your attention, this version delivers big time.
What I love about both tracks is how they show off different sides of the same song. It’s kinda genius—they give you options depending on your mood. Chill and vibey or full-on dance mode? Your call.
Anyway, wrapping this up… Listening to Magic Happens feels like a reminder that sometimes less really is more. Instead of cramming ten forgettable songs onto an album, these guys nailed two killer versions of one idea. Honestly, if every DJ duo from Germany put out stuff like this, we’d all be living in a better world—or at least a groovier one. Now excuse me while I hit repeat and pretend I’m in a club again. Who needs reality anyway?
