Dangerous, infantile and hopelessly self-indulgent (like a concerted Calpol binge), LNLP comes back to you. Drifting out of our secret studio into the darkest reaches of a September Saturday night, winding through the rain spattered streets and the worn-out feet of the night’s last revellers, straight to your waiting ears… The opium of the indolent, a mellow sodium glow to lighten the deepest parts of the evening and your very own scallop-shell of quietness. Poppea to Hip-Hop, beautiful music for beautiful minds… Turn on, tune in and drift off…

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