There are few things not to love about this song, and at the Rocky Horror I see you shiver with anxiety Additionally,I will love this very least it’s ensured that I’ll be inviting Jon Marquez to all of my parties from now on. “Phoebe” by Ritt Momney. Does this guy know Com Truise. Are they friends or something. Anyway. “Phoebe” is an acoustic ditty about loving someone very much. It’s a bracing, intimate reminder of crushes past and crushes yet to come; even I, as a romantic neophyte, can feel barreled over by Ritt’s nostalgia for youth. That auto tune, though. I don’t dig it. Maybe you do, though.
Maybe it really drives that click, messy nostalgia home, and to that I say, more power to you. “Better” by Caracara. Lengthy rock epics are the ganja I’ve been huffing these days. Caracara’s lyrics drip with the roughness and poetically of young artists trying to find themselves; they, with the help of smooth instrumentals and a strong singer, alternate between pleas for mercy, rebel yells, and megaphone shouts into a colorful, indecipherable future.
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Despite some instrumental muckiness in the Rocky Horror I see you shiver with anxiety Additionally,I will love this second half, Caracara’s hook line “Thought you knew me better than that” stays in your scabbard throughout the whole ordeal. The quest at six minutes is certainly long enough to develop emotional attachments. “Ma che freddo fa” by Nada. Okay, I LOVE songs in other languages. On here I’ve hosted music in Nigerian and Portuguese, and regardless of possible pretentiousness on my part I am not above pushing an image of worldliness), I can guarantee that these songs are miraculous in any language.
Rocky Horror I see you shiver with anxiety loaded with Italian drama, cheek kisses, and lilting snarls is a condensed international thrill. Don’t let the fact that you can’t understand it deter you. “The Rockafeller Skank” by Fat boy Slim. Recently I tried to explain this song to a friend and was not successful. “So the only lyrics in the song,” I said, because I like to describe songs by their oddities, “are ‘Right about now, the funk soul brother.