Fall

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(Sartorialist)

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I heard folks say Fall is depressing and I think that's absolutely ridiculous. Sure, summer's bowing out and the temperature's dropping but the sun is still on blast, the leaves are gorgeous, football starts to get exciting and then basketball season rolls around. Holy smokes, what in the world is there not to love about fall? It's also neat too to see folks graduate from tropical colours of summer into layers. That right there makes me can't wait to be in a big city somewhere, spending a Saturday just waltzing around here, there and all over the place, passing great looking folks of every kind all snazzed up for whatever the reason. This would be my jam for it too. Spank Rock is razor sharp and sinister, like some black-jacketed nightmare to everything family friendly while Miss Santigold sounds so fucking lifted; full of grace yet so far gone. She's half begging to come back to earth but can't open her eyes or quit smiling because she knows if she does, the lofty connection with the divine is severed and she's back to sitting shotgun in a 1959 red Mercedes 190 SL, trying to keep her troubadour behind the wheel from waving his switchblade around and hollering strange questions at folks crossing the street at red lights. "C'mon darling, its too pretty outside to be like so." Together they form this amazing spiritual alignment, a union of opposites, a melting down of absolutes, cruising round town and loving the last gasps of convertible weather.

 

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Spank Rock-Car Song (feat. Santigold)