07 July 2009
Bundependence Day for me was legit. I got real mellow between all the sangria and grape flavored blazing going on, as my room still smells like swishers. As of late, I've been listening to a lot of Italian shit from the 70s. I swear, the orchestrations they put into their work are real deep when you break down the individualized layers. Every little detail was fanatically crucial then, since you can literally feel the song like it was someone physically massaging down your ears wherever you are. All in all, I've noticed that whenever I play this song, our house bunny wanders into my room and posts up. Bun knows his shit.
Stefano Torossi - Feeling Tense (Carosello Records, 1975)