Daylight

This was to be my set for my mentor's birthday party in Brooklyn. Doubt I'll get there now, or that it will even happen at all, with all the corona-shenanigans. A soundtrack fit for the beginning of the end...a little dystopian, heavy on the acid house, and ham-handedly mixed. All the poly-rhythms are pretty messy. It makes me wanna get fucked up and dance in nothing a bathrobe and a face mask, alone in my room, with fake news pumping at me at full volume....immersive exposure therapy. Am I the only one with the urge to go lick a handrail in a subway station? WTF.