(February 17th, 2011)
I want you to close your eyes, forget about the snow outside, forget how miserable or delightful it is outside, imagine through your windows is not a city, a town, and people walking around with too many clothes on, but that there is somewhere warm, perhaps blazing, with wavy air from the heat-heat-heat. This isn't music for warmer weather part two, this is for the last stretch of winter, when we are mad as hell and we are not going to take it anymore. Filled with sounds that can only exist on those moon-filled summer evenings, songs of summertime traveling, and places that do not exist in the real world. Let your mind trip, trip, trip.
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