Music motivation needed: Here are your very own Bristol themed Spotify Daylists

Spotify may know your taste profile but does it know the University of Bristol’s?


Do you find yourself scrolling through Spotify for the perfect playlist and all of a sudden you’re hit with the most chronically online, buzz-word filled, personalised Daylist Spotify has created for you? I know I have. Whether the music is actually well-curated, the titles are unforgiving and almost deter me from even clicking on the playlist. 

My fascination with these buzz-word filled Daylists has irreversibly changed the way I look at life, in which everyone and everything can be summarised by the combination of three adjectives and a handful of songs. And so, with my new perspective, I offer you a collection of Bristol Spotify Daylists.

If you haven’t got inappropriately large sweat patches then you haven’t walked fast enough. Hopefully the whiplash between genres keeps you on you toes. If you have the luxury, take a minute to breathe before entering any building. In no way am I complaining about the heating in uni, I just think after the race for your life, you don’t need to be hit with the scorcher that is uni heating.

Turn your heating on, wait until Monday and your desire for a situationship will simply fade away. Try going for a walk, read some Pinterest quotes about self-worth and remind yourself that you do not need your peace disrupted. Additionally, you can go on Hinge for a couple minutes, if this doesn’t deter you from a situationship, or a relationship all together, I don’t know what will.

“Did I mention I’m a DJ?” At these pres be very careful not to slag the DJ off, they travel in numbers and multiply quickly. Also don’t bring up Fred Again, his private schooling or his nepotism, because apparently he’s soooo much more than that. Here are some topics to avoid: Glastonbury, Gotwood, Boomtown or any festival by that means, because they’ve been to one more cool, more niche and for less money (they know festival ground land owner, they’re a family friend, duh).

Nothing makes you question how attractive a person is when they are surrounded by a cloud of cigarette smoke, wearing a distressed band t-shirt with Amy Winehouse playing in the back. However, often when these people open their mouths, or the lights turn on, this mysterious allure is dispelled. Double points if any of these songs are played on vinyl! And triple points if they bring up some boring facts about the making or production behind a song, just nod, smile and find an excuse to leave.

This playlist is perfect for listening to when you’re waiting for a coffee, waiting for the lift, waiting for a microwave or waiting for a seat to actually do work in. Name five things you can see, four things you can feel, three things you can hear, two things you can smell and one thing you can taste, hopefully it’s a Senate pizza or Beckford pint, you deserve it!

Whatever you do, don’t cry in the fishies smoking area about it, wait until Taylor Swift can console you from the comfort of your room. Nothing is worse than crying to a Gordon Ramsey lookalike, The Beast from the Chase or Cal the Dragon, don’t let it happen! But if you just cannot hold the tears back, I ask of you one thing: Avoid the club photographer at all costs, no one needs to see you drunk crying in a Facebook album.

This playlist comes in quick succession from the last. Have a shower, put your clothes in the wash, give your teeth a brush, it’s time to cleanse, and nothing sets this tone better than Sean da Paul. Be very careful with your volume button with these songs! One wrong click, you’re caught off guard by the intro to Seven Nation Army, transported back to the dance floor and all of a sudden it’s a silent, headphone free day.