Mostly sounds and facial tics and rarely racial flick’s epithets. That’s when coprolalia’s in your basal ganglia. By 18, the syndrome’s usually onset. Confidence is a vital sin unlike the sense of entitlement the accomplishments of being pompous beget. Young lady born in 1983 in an Old Navy baby tee, when you blow me, hold your hair back with barrettes. She’s a hoochimama with all the accoutrema, go “ooh aah,” then do pirouettes. When I came in from the fog, my girl wouldn’t snog. “You smell like a dog when you’re wet.”
Compressors and limiters get on his nerves like reuptake inhibitors. Prozack gets the bozack. Everybody knows that. He’d rather wax and wane and act insane than let corporations attack his brain. He wanted to lessen his excessive expression but side effect include restlessness fatigue and depression. I guess he’ll just wait for remission from the syndrome named by and for Edward Brutus Giles de la Tourette.
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A lot to digest but it's all lean and delicious. Grade A beats and delivery. Stand outs are Breezeway Ritual, My Auntie's Building, and Brick Body Complex. Obviously the later is inspiration for the album art, both compliment each other so much and set the tone for the set. Another record I'm happy to have taken a random chance on, Robert Writhe
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Hella Personal, regardless of your experience, there are a multitude of tracks that speaks both generally and specifically to the human experience.
Writ large, it's a post-modern microcosm of being human.
Writ small, it's a vibe tmomonet