So we were pushing about six mph in the yacht last weekend, just cruising along, watching the sun make pink orange on the water, letting the breeze tickle our arm hairs, thinking how dope life is in St Tropez. Waved to the neighbors, Hey Jayonce, how you doing, nice hat, looking cool. Didn't think the dreamiest Washed Out song could get anymore Ambien-hazed, but dude's brethren Toro y Moi apparently soaked up the well-known adage that if anything is gonna make you woozier, it's gotta be the funk. The slightly slowed down vocal and major rainbows of "slap bass" are a lullaby for everybody's late-summer coast.
September 22, 2009