This mix is a story of grasping at those last moments of Summer transitioning into Fall. How that yearning becomes too much of a denial of the impending snow. The introspection that follows morphs into a premature sense of cabin fever, of cooping up, of wasting the ever-fleeting day. These pangs of anxiety, the need to breathe, leads us outside, into an exhilarating world that didn't die with the Summer, and the ultimate euphoric realization that the good times, in spite of any sudden snow, have just begun.
From Buffalo (the City of the Gleefully Purported 8 Month Winter)
With Love
That Low Key DJ
