Another weekend out of the city, this time in vast acreage and high-end leisure. I wonder if I need musical escapism whenever I get it in my actual life. And then I turn to a cruiser like this one (thanks Art Decade!) and remind myself that mental/musical excursions are indeed necessary, if only because they don't present thorny issues of class ambivalence. Also, because everyone involved in this recording probably developed a serious coke problem, and in the fantasy, I don't have to worry about any of that.Flyer - Get Back Your Love
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