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I was deep in Texas when a call came through...
"Hey man it's Cherry ! ...We got some sick new shit for you, gonna blow your mind"
I waited nervously for the package.
it arrived two weeks later. I slipped the hot black acetate from its wrapper and placed it on the turntable...
Wired guitars wail like banshees on heat, primal beats erupt drenched in dark juice from roots of trees slick with crunk.
Flutes and bells hang like exotic flowers that reek of jungle sex and all night long the pulse goes on and on and on'
As usual Cherry was right...this most surely is one sick motherfucker of a record.
Don't get me wrong there's warped beauty here aplenty but you gotta take it easy.
Don't ingest it all at once...make sure you're in comfortable surroundings, trust me I know...six months later and I'm still feeling the burn.
Damn you Cherry Garcia.
Tracklist
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Track 4