I think of it like walking through the freshly drenched city streets, across the different stones - through the puddles, the smell of the dank, the feel of the soaked litter underfoot; it's late, it's cold, dirty, the street lamps glow halfheartedly through the fog forming a delicate but sad halo - now only if it all had a soundtrack...
3.31.2011
If you can't beat the rain, reign in the beats. I put together a lovely little mix that is perfect background bass music with a moody rain-sort vibe. The less you have to think about the tunes the more visceral it becomes. Wicked. Check it!
I think of it like walking through the freshly drenched city streets, across the different stones - through the puddles, the smell of the dank, the feel of the soaked litter underfoot; it's late, it's cold, dirty, the street lamps glow halfheartedly through the fog forming a delicate but sad halo - now only if it all had a soundtrack...
I think of it like walking through the freshly drenched city streets, across the different stones - through the puddles, the smell of the dank, the feel of the soaked litter underfoot; it's late, it's cold, dirty, the street lamps glow halfheartedly through the fog forming a delicate but sad halo - now only if it all had a soundtrack...
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