You've broken my will, winter. You win.
It starts off slow but you gotta give it a bit. It's a slow burn. Druggy, disjointed disco loops and synths put on top of a beat that slowly finds its way out of the muck. But then, it turns into something else entirely. The disjointed synths are lost is these waves of sounds as if there is something on the needle. All very interesting and perfect for BULL SHIT TUESDAYS WHEN BLIZZARDS ERUPT OUT OF NO WHERE. What sort of weather hell do we live in?
Fun fact - did you know we still technically are in an ice age? True story. Look it up.
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