Sea Vomit

But I want to know, now. 

"I get high off your memory," a little bit too real right now.

Once more for the real.

Because.

One of these days, I'm going to figure out what the fuck I'm doing.

It is cold here in the North West, so this is a little bluesy fix for the day.  

It's pretty damn idyllic, I must say, despite the ominous riffs at the beginning. Pillowy vocals fused with a menacing ambience for your ears. 

Drill me to the floor. Drill me to the floor. Drill me. But it's so good.

Infectious burning beat? Delicious. 

I love you, when you're singing the song, I got a lump in my throat.

Featured on the 'Sunrise Blend' compilation presented by Juicy.

Feel the indian drum..

He's got some sexy silky shit going on like fooling around in an alleyway and she's got some devilish vibe and oh my I have never blogged about music.