Vous doivent Souvenir

Like the dandelion parachute caught from the architecture of its unearthly perfect orb, spiraling upwards, bending, twisting, soaring higher and higher. The earth rushes underneath it, on an out of scale journey. Glimpses of block colours. Blues, reds, smiling faces. Shouts and laughter the noise of cars and bird chatter.

Good to see old friends. Like a hot tea after a brisk spring walk when the sun warms but the breeze reminds you of winters reluctant departure. Heh Moody. Heh Leon. Rember how we rolled.

They are making a TRON sequel. Huzzah

Suuuper Fantastique

The beats roll, they come thick n fast, high hats slip through with rollin thin bass to thumpin tump tump, what, what, what.. , was that.. I dont know I think.... fat acid squelch moves my head to another plane. Stop it, no stop.. wait high pitched timbre says no on its own.It takes my eyes up then stops as the dreamy synths kick in with a beautiful french melodic chorus. Thats what I was waiting for wasnt it? I dont know as the the perfect repeat sample orchestrates itself to an intelligent repeat, repeat, repeat... please more, yeah again, one more vocal sample... Paris?.... Blue skies palm trees, uptown Madrid.. Heh Jonny wass happenin?.. one more mochito...

Embrassez les bottes

The beautiful night creeps around you, the perfumes, the heat, the shiny beads of sweet sweat on perfect shoulders, the mountain stream flow of drinks. Patchwork shadows of beauty and style, deepset eyelashes fluttering hypnotically around moonlike dark eyes, she breathlessly whispers. Figures writhe like deadly snakes draped from the ceiling, coiled waiting to snare any unwary victim..

Heres a must have, remixed by Monsieur Jacques lu Cont. I give you Felix da Housecat