(insert year) summer party people.
Blasting their modern (insert music).
You are all smiles, winks and wild hair floating in an infinite universe.
Are you really having fun?
You look like you could take a nap, could use a hug from your mom and maybe drink some water.
Maybe you don't.
In the late 90's, fun meant wearing Acupuncture trainers. And getting high. Mostly getting high.
Cheap poetic realisms of young bodies falling asleep in abandoned swimming pools.
Girls bumping and grinding.
Boys bumping and grinding.
On a smoke filled dancefloor.
Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me.
I'm the one who whistles for a cab.
Keep the positive over the negative.
Positive over negative.
It's karaoke Wednesday.
And I just had a moment of nostalgia.
Tear ducts. Intact.
Aphex Twin - Ptolemy