There are somethings that you can not escape. A face floating in your subconcious, a burning desire that rages unrelentingly, and a guilt that has you tied to your morality’s stake. And music. This song has been following me all day, to the point that I’ve become obsessed with the percussion pattern (my kryptonite) and the harmonies. Oh the harmonies. If there is one thing that the emgerging band can do well, is a mean blending of voices. Musically, Wide Eyes is is like a hazy dream that you don’t want to wake out of. It’s sensual, which is always a delightful danger to me.
For people who: Love percussion, like sweet tea and the hot sun, read before going to bed.
Perfect for: Raindancing, the moment before attraction is palpable and magnetic, a red booth in some godforsaken diner, flower-picking.
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