if you remember space dust, my cousin... then you are one of my countrymen, whether you like it or not. this cover, done by my partner jean-lucien, seems to capture the unexpected sunkist crackle of a loose dose of of the outdated candy stuff, shaken onto the tongue alongside a coppertone pool. leave it to the cousins to show us the wonders and fireworks. amen.
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