Over There Somewhere

This here is a nerd out session. A rendezvous with the turntables, letting records play while forging foodstuffs and tidying the Dickens out of the domicile. The digital realm has been a powerful seductress, oh how I love it’s touch. However, we must at times deny that sexy rascal for the ever alluring, round, tangible audio circles of groove-filled wax. A far more caring partner.

Push play & you’ll get inundated with predominantly instrumental tracks, jazzy in nature. New & old. There was no fear of letting longer tracks run their full course. This audio grouping is likely better suited for your contemplative moments & pursuits. There are sections with masturbatory horn solos. You’ve been warned, but I find this sh#t makes my soul’s mouth water and causes a disintegration of any woe.

keep well,

James