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The Radio Dept. - The One
I just had an overwhelming desire to go to the beach. I want vast expanses of water stretching out before me, that salt smell, heat in general (although I’m sure I could find a way to complain about that one, too). Shimmering synths in this song make me think of driving under palm fronds in rickshaws, watching beach roll by on the left, speeding down a dirt road, the waves rolling in only obscured by hanging laundry stretched between tree trunks next to net hammocks. Oh, Goa. I don’t precisely miss you, but you were a fairly singular experience.
