Dillon Francis
Dillon Hart Francis (born October 5, 1987) is an American DJ as well as moombahton and electro producer.
Early life
Francis was born in Los Angeles, California. Francis has stated that his father, Robert Drew Francis, is an "alternative medicines doctor." He has made a recurring Internet joke about being unable to find his father. Francis has stated that he was very sheltered growing up, claiming that he did not know any swear words until he was 15. He also claims he could not watch TV unless he watched at least 2 hours of Sesame Street a day.
Career
Francis first rose to fame after gaining the attention of American producer Diplo and eventually collaborating on the song "Que Que", with featured Latin-pop artist Maluca. His song "Masta Blasta", originally a 130 BPM house track, was edited after inspiration from Dutch musician Munchi and eventually ended up as the moombahton track that brought him to fame. In 2010, Francis released his Swashbuckler EP on Play Me Records.
He has released works on multiple labels including Dim Mak Records, Mad Decent and OWSLA.
Podcasts:
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by Boomtown Rats
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by Queens Of The Stone Age
Like Clockwork
by: Boomtown RatsTick-tock tick-tock tick-tock ....
I'm not disconnected, I'm not unaware
I'm in one place at one time
I'm neither here nor there
I'm hooked to the mainstream, tuned into the world
Plugged into my surroundings, not out on a limb
I'm thinking in a straight line
I'm thinking that these thoughts are mine
My hear is beating oh so fast, I feel the hours crashing
And my mind beats time like clockwork - ay ay ay
And I think in sync like clockwork - ay ay ay
Tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock ....
She's done away with emotion
She sees things clearly now
She says she sees it all from her room
And it looks so small from her room
It's alright - it's alright - it's alright - it's alright
I'm on your side for a while
She thinks that time is a concept which we measure our age
She wants to say it again but she don't have time
Because her mind beats time like clockwork - ay ay ay
And she thinks in sync like clockwork - ay ay ay
Tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock ....
Count the hours, count the months and minutes
You're born in tears and you die in pain, that's your limit
You're looking for some mainly reason but there's none there
Why don't you admit it?
We make the most of what we've got, that's the ticket
My my my my my my
I stayed in that room a long, long time
And watched the seasons gliding by
And hey, what's the matter? We've got time, lots of time
It's alright - it's alright - it's alright - it's alright
I'm on your side for a while
We'll wind up, we'll slow down
We'll speed up, move around
Or we'll maybe overwind
Because our minds beat time like clockwork - ay ay ay
And we think in sync like clockwork - o o o
And our minds beat time like clockwork - ay ay ay
And we think in sync like clockwork - ay ay ay