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A haunted groove
Some songs seem to hold a weird weight, capturing the electric anticipation of something big about to happen. The build-up to this tune sounds like it bubbled up from Earth's molten core. Then it kicks into a groove that cruises through weird dusty gray landscapes that call up unsettling dreams I had as a kid. Hearing this now somehow retroactively puts it in the soundtrack of my memory of those dreams. Which gives me all kinds of thoughts about the mischief of time.
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