I don't know what it is, but I just can't shake my crush on the sweet Windsurf soundworld, the magic of which extends to the solo efforts of Messrs Sorcerer and Hatchback. It's funny because rationally, I should hate this stuff. It's beyond derivative, with influences plugged in almost completely unmanipulated. The songs are barely composed, mostly a bunch of ideas that flow one to the next. And yet...the effect is so ineffably compelling that I realize I will never understand the chemistry of aesthetic rapture. Guess that's just the way crushes get you.Sorcerer - Jump Rope
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