From the country that basically pioneered basement electropop twenty years ago, here's Icona Pop singing about the irrational love of investing in junior mining stocks:
No, this has got absolutely nothing to do with some shitty Tupac song. This has an eloquence to it.
Seriously, when they sing
Talking bout the lights, the dirt, the shit that hurts
We're not gonna turn around
We're doing this for good, for worse, the gift, the curse
We're not gonna back down
They're talking about the last three year bear market in junior miners and how their port has gone down something horrible like 90% in that time.
And when they sing
I wanna feel the sun, the waves, the wind in my face
The speed, the chase, na na na na
I wanna feel the sun, the waves, just run across states
Make it up as we go
That's how it's gon' be, young wild and free
Not gonna slow down
Up to the max, until we crash, we're not gonna stop now
They're singing about the hope that one day they can unload this shit at a profit.
Kinda brings a tear to your eye.