On the first night in Bintan, the princess and I decided to bring in that bottle of whiskey and box of ciggarettes into our room. The nightcap turned out to be a full blown drinking and smoking session which ended only at 5 when we realised the bottle was nearly gone. (Spent the whole of next mornig playing with our breakfast and sipping our coffee before crashing by the poolside at another resort nearby)
We dragged the iPod and her speakers in, and alternated between a quietness so somber to deranged hysterics when we heard the likes of Rick Astley, Bananarama and whats his name who sang Smoke Gets In Your Eyes. Talk about losing the plot.
It was in between those magical hours that her iPod shuffled this song, and I think it was the mood and feel of the occassion that I finally appreciated the beauty of it.
You should listen to it at night. You should smoke up. You should have a glass of Mccallan on the rocks. You should get real high before you can fly to this one.
This is my new entry into my late night incendiary music. Lamb meets Live, Buckley, Portishead, Bjork and many more.
Enjoy. :)
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