One more from the source. I’m whistling soundlessly in the dark here, aren’t I? The mix tape I keep dreaming of doesn’t exist. I know I could create my own. That’s not the point, is it? Here’s the link to the music. Beautiful and… just whistling soundlessly. There’s more. There’s always more. Aren’t you glad […]
Sex, drugs, more sex, more drugs, each song details another night of Bacchanalian excess with no redemption in sight. Are you ready to party?
Maybe you too aren’t lucky enough to exist within the reach of the post-No Age kids, and aren’t a Vice editor. Don’t be worried. Come enjoy this. Music to make you swoon.