Verdant pastures of lop sided groove liberally laced with LoFi fuzzy logic and analogue architecture bringing in and out of focus the desires of wanton free spirits. Rotating around the refrain of a relaxed, faithful guitar and a spotlit Bb trumpet open bell and unpolished for decades, they foment a late night dance as weary watchers catch one last dip in the pool of KooLr nectar.
KooLr by name. KooLr by nature.
Another superb track. This is starting to become a habit.