There is just something so yummy about TRAILS AND WAYS Boarder Crossing. It would be that I’m a sentimental fucker and all this relocation with feeling makes my icy insides melt. It could just be shit’s a catchy tune – and I can always get around a catchy tune.
Whatever the reason – it’s well worth flexing your finger muscles to hit play, and just let it roll over you. At some point they speak in the Germ tongue – and doesn’t this all just hit a bit too close for home for this Australian, with the whole relocation wibes in the Deutscher land.
Like – hey, this needs to stop.