On his way out of a major American city, a young man may become prone to fits of nostalgia and/or a desire for something cinematic to score the departure. Small Black with their fuzzy synths, persistent beats and surprisingly epic aesthetic have just the song. The chorus says it all, "do it without me/do it when I'm gone." Bright lights don't bore me - it's just time to move back to a more familiar florescence. Tonight, we sail over the Rockies. Tonight, we head for home.
Listen :: Small Black - "Despicable Dogs"
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