Kotomi

In National Lampoon's Vacation Clark Griswald was all middle aged sexual regrets. His son's gingerfied sexual frustrations were only heightened in the second film's escapades. Rusty's European Tour would have contained more action if he wore fewer berets and followed the sexual sonic lead of this month's Pop Culture Collide contributor, Kotomi. Covering The Power Stations Some Like It Hot Kotomi cranks up her electro haunt sound to new levels of digital dalliance that would have honeymooning newlyweds banging over some croissants at breakfast. Yes Russ, Kotomi is totally gonna pork you.

A Word From Kotomi

I was on a plane to Europe, and I fell into a deep ambien-induced slumber. I imagined myself dancing feverishly with a very tan Clark W. Griswald, in a densely crowded, incredibly edgy nightclub, and this song provided the soundtrack. Christy Brinkley was standing to the side, watching us, filled with jealousy. I awoke, stunned, and slightly out of breath.

It happened to be the first day of summer when i dove into this song, and I was riding high on the perfect combination of post-yoga bliss, and chilled white wine. Recording this track resulted in many solo dance parties in my room. The lyrics are so fun, so lusty! They make all the girls love Rusty. I hope you feel the heat, and multiply.

Kotomi