Somehow Joel Compass’ Fucked Up feels a bit like my jam. Not that I go around cheating on any part boyfriends – that’s not a thing. But you know – I just end up drunk, and asleep – is that the same thing? No probably not. But some how hitting play over and over is the answer.
All this slow jam central that I’m vibing from this track makes me pretty bloody stoked it’s Wednesday – but actually a Thursday in the DE because we have a public holiday tomorrow. Who want’s wrap their mits around a glass of wine and slowly dance with somebody?