Shouts to Mark Pritchard who put me on to James Blake. A few of you might have heard me messing about with this track live. A deep, dawdling almost despondent delight. ?!?! Yes. So glad I bought this whole EP. Thanks James Blake and cheers Pritch.
Size med, thinn finns, 1nce constantly bespectacled but now more off than on. Now on 1st name basis with foreign immigration. Window seats if I have my say. Amaretto sour when I play the back, banana jacks when I spark the night, Jager bombs when I'm calling the shots - let's do it right. Family all day long.
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