Ambinate

I've already publicly sucked this dude Ambinate off. His shit is fucking ridiculously hell yeah without me even realizing he's released more music. He's already crafted some of my favorite tunes to decompress alongside, but his latest EP titled Horizon might be his best four song offering to date.

Calmingly progressive, Horizon takes a turn for the distant and intricately sketches an internal drift from the stressful. If there was a simpler way to disconnect from the day to day stresses, I doubt I'd be such a fucking fanboy over Ambinate's way of taking me out of my insanity and gently dropping me onto that waterbed of jesus christ this is good weed.

It's like the muthafucker harnessed a small village's population of glitches and bloops and rather than running me out of town they're handing me steamrollers and edibles and encouraging me to keep sitting and staring at the sky.

Intentionally chilled the Fuck out, Ambinate ruins any attempt one might have of standing up and thrusting their pelvis and replaces that instinct with a direct order to smile to oneself and stare off in the distance. When the track Moving Backwards finally lets you out of its grasp, you're already too deep to even try to get the Fuck up.

But why would you?

The view of the sky might be the same down here in my chair as it is while you're standing with your arms crossed, but I assure you it'll look even better once the sun goes down and your ass is firmly planted in a position you could fucking die in while Divide plays in the background.

SOMEONE BUY AMBINATE A BEER ON ME. I WANT TO DIE TO THIS.