Wanderlusters, I've got some especially deep + beautiful tunes for you this week. I write from the wilds of Brooklyn, where I’m drinking copious amounts of juice, annoying my neighbors with loud house music (the juiciest), and conducting existential conversations about life + love in my living room (even juicier). Judging from said conversations, we could all use some sonic miracles right now. We are slipping into late summer, the days are sticky, the pressure’s on, and beneath the social feeds and busy-ness, things are shaking us up and turning us inside out. Most likely: It’s all happening for our benefit + growing us into the badasses we always already were. Doesn’t make it easy, though. And that’s where the music comes in. It carries us when nothing else can, pulls out the power in our hips, and transforms an aching heart into a beating breathful one. But how many of us don’t let ourselves go there because we’re too caught up in trying to figure it all out? How many of us claim we can’t dance? Too many. We all know how. It’s what happens when you really listen to music, when you give it up to that thing that happens when your mind turns off and the beat catches you. Photo by David Cova — Founder of The Get Down, Tasha Blank lives in service of Dance, which, when done real, is the quickest path to love in the here + now. She creates events that disrupt the status quo by injecting incredible beats with the intention to let wild our most liberated badassery. Her DJ sets meet you in the moment, and invite you on a physio-sonic trip into a newer, bigger you. Her weekly emails deliver extraordinary beats to thousands of music-hungry dancing maniacs. Sign up at tashablank.com.