The theme of an imagined spaghetti-western. Dust all over the place, the beat has no way back and the trembling guitar tells you there's gonna be trouble. "Every gun makes its own tune".
Just a reminder that we are still floating in space and its dark, the neon-lights of Neon Indian might guide you home.
Neon Indian - Mind, drips (Mirror People Remix) by Mirror People
The sound of serotonin. Feel-good jackpot!
Ronnie Hazlehurst - Sorry (Psychemagik edit) by Psychemagik
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