Who’s up for an alcohol induced ascent above the madness? And I’m not talking about some upbeat energetic overview where you’re in a balloon or an airplane and you’re feeling great about it all – no – I’m talking about a loose edged experience, laid back and fuzzy, where ‘cos you can’t see the ground, you don’t have to worry about it.
It’s the music that pulls me deep into this track – the pure chilled out bliss and vibe that’s so relaxed I’ll need a chiropractor to get me upright. It’s sad, it’s melancholic and it’s beautifully delivered – the perfect voice for the perfect track to help you shut out the world and let nature dull your senses.
The lyrical opaqueness only adds to the ethereal feel – a Khruangbin style breakdown sets up the hook and yes I do – I do want to get on, I do want to float around, and no, I don’t, I don’t wanna come down either.
The only problem is, I don’t have any lemonade in the house…
