In the early hours of a midweek morning, somewhere between sleep and waking in a tent that was not my own, I heard an art car lumbering its way back home through the quiet sunrise streets of black rock city. It sailed in and out leaving a trail of this track behind it, which I had never heard before and assumed I would never again. While catching some much needed zzzs on a couch in the lounge later that afternoon, I was delighted to hear that same little hook playing over and over again behind the bar. I dont know who put it on, or owned the ipod (the black one with flames) but thank you! This track transports me right back to the playa, and the quiet blissful state I enjoyed while sharing it with you all. I am very happy to have it. youtu.be/kTbgyp5VnoQ
Posted on: Sat, 20 Sep 2014 22:25:24 +0000