So you finally manage to get that cute girl that you always see down at the library back to your apartment and she asks you to put on some tunes. You’re in a rush looking for something slow and sexy to set the mood. Scrolling through your library desperately searching for something/anything to put on as time is on your back and any minute now shes going to regret choosing your cute dimples over that sort of muscley guy with a bag of rack and up ‘n’ leave.
You flick past JT as you don’t want her thinking you’re not into the whole girl thing, you see Usher but don’t have enough indie cred to put it on ironically, then a voice wispers in your ear “I’m tired, I think I’ll just go home, I’ve got stuff to do in the morning”. As she fixes up her makeup and prepares to call a cab you get down to S.
Sebastian Tellier. Suddenly she realizes, what ever she had to do can wait until the afternoon.
