
Tuesday, 31 August 2010
pattern+grid world

My memory of Sonar is hazy unsurprisingly.
I know I made the right decision tough as it was, ignoring the party epic LCD for the sedately, intense Flying Lotus. Got told later that it wasn't him at his vintage, but who gives a flying fuck. Most vintage stuff tastes great no matter when you drink it.
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camera day,
flying lotus
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