You know these songs in which you can dissolve like sugar in a glass of warm fragrant tea. Here's this kind of music.
You put on your headphones. You wear light coat and checkered pants. Long shadows given by October sun lie beautifully on dry trees. The bass synthesizer immerses you in tender memories of 2018, when synthpop ruled the planet.
The Pull And Bear sweater is nice, it doesn't prick at all. There is not a soul around, everyone's warming themselves in coffee roasters and at homes.
Hank Midnight is in the playlist. It completely fits the vibe.
The leaves have already fallen, but the snow has not yet wrapped up each of the twigs. You're going somewhere far out of city. You wear a warm jacket with artificial fur, the highway lights are adding some light show to your playlist. It seems you love it:
