Altered Tapes

Sorry if it looks like I'm fanboying on these Altered Tapes guys lately, IT'S JUST THAT I AM.

This track is like the fif time in the last few weeks where I've wanted to literally LIVE INSIDE A TRACK. That smooth shoulder shimmy shimmy shit is so fucking appreciated lately.

Outkast was one of the first groups where merely thinking about them threw me into a vibe where everything around me, while insane, was fine.

Oh, the car's on fire? It's fine.
Oh, the BBQ was canceled because of tariffs placed on our trade partners? That's fine.
Oh, we're out of Squirt and have to use Canfield's 50/50 instead? Ok, that's fine.

Oh, KIDS Incorporated was canceled? THIS IS ABSOLUTE HORSE HOCKEY!

Altered Tapes are the hip older brothers of my brain's musical center. With each and every release they erase the idea that we've already remixed everything, and while they mos def stroke the nostalgic portion of my soul, the way they keep bringing originality tip to tip with familiarity is just fucking awesome. I appreciate new takes on things that immediately make me comfortable and remember the times when I didn't have these mortgages and shit.

This particular "So Fresh, So Clean" remix tastes like arrachera cooking, a crispy Tecate in hand, a brand new pack of smokes, and the visual of my friend Josh Dude's white ass sneakers posted up on his knee as he relaxes in a rusty ass lawn chair while my dude Buffy strokes his ginger beard. 

I want to live inside this track, I done tol' y'all. THANKS AGAIN ALTERED TAPESIES.