The Pleasure Dome

Drink the milk of paradise...

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My right side is perpetually turned on, for better and worse. It took me a lot of time to choose these songs and then record this mix.

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<3 <3 <3 Lykke Lynch <3 <3 <3

Some times things that make no sense make the most sense.

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Hot shit.

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If you don't know, well, know you know. Eddie C is a BAAAAAAD MAAAAAAN......

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Trade Pharrell for a banjo and suddenly annoying becomes amazing. 

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Rocco Raimundo has done it again. Transformed a *meh* indie poppish song into straight late night magic. Panties: moist.

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Summer Is Coming. These songs are coming with me. To the pool. To the beach. To the car. To the mountains. These songs are Transporters.

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Infected with Baleara, looking for this kind of Doctor to cure me. Jagwar Ma's new album has got me really excited and promises to keep the ladies dripping in honey. 

I really wish an outdoor/indoor bar or lounge existed where they played this kind of music, chicks walked around in bikinis, everyone smoked the best weed weed and drank the chillest beer.

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Wake up...

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I've become quite jaded with the music blog game lately, so much so that I've considered retirement or a hiatus from the SoundCloud hunting, gem finding lifestyle that's been my heart and soul for the past 6 years. I've thought about dumping all the mixtapes and new tunes, and going back to the roots. Bob Marley on repeat, Pink Floyd when the sun goes down, Grateful Dead in the car, Springsteen in Jersey, and The Doors when shit gets dark. But then my homies send me a track like this and I realize: most of what I find isn't at all new. It's just reborn.

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I'm a beat person, and behind every good rap song lies an infectious or hypnotic beat. But behind Kid Cudi's masterpiece "Man On The Moon" (how the mighty has fallen), is Nosaj Thing.