Velour dusk drapes itself over the subconscious when “Mama” slides through the speakers—LOV’s retro-soul reverie that idles like a lowrider at a crimson light, a chromatic siesta for daydreamers…
Read MoreVelour dusk drapes itself over the subconscious when “Mama” slides through the speakers—LOV’s retro-soul reverie that idles like a lowrider at a crimson light, a chromatic siesta for daydreamers…
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