D.V.S*

When I've played a song for every single person that has come into my life in the span of a week, it has been decreed that I need adopt said song into my life like a dog from the pound.

"Hashu" feat. Stév from Emancipator's Loci Records signee D.V.S* has me laid out on the hood of my car stargazing with girls I barely know. It's like we're hiking and the forest clears for misty cliffs and oceanic horizons. It's like I'm spinning… and not the kind of spinning that has one leg off the bed trying to find the floor and one hand pressed desperately against the wall in an attempt to make it stop. I mean the good kind. The child-like kind of spinning where you're smiling and on somebody's lawn on a Saturday. Maybe there are sprinklers, but I barely remember what those are like since I'm from LA and we're dehydrated by nature.

"Hashu" tied my mind to a balloon and let it go on a cloudless Sunday.

This song is the wind when you stick your hand out of the window when someone else is driving and pretend your fingers are a bike or a skateboard or PARKOUR PARKOUR and you jump from landmark after landmark whooshing by in a blur.

D.V.S* has created the closing credits to a happy movie I watched under blankets with you and we still have popcorn left. It's ALL the fucking little things. Like seeing you across a room and knowing you're mine later. It's when you can't bring yourself to hang up the phone, or not reply to that last text.

D.V.S* and Stév make me want to buy a plane ticket to someplace remote and sit by myself and think and eat dried fruit, but also make me want to fly someplace to visit someone beautiful and just be friends. This is a song that had be pulling back the blinds, usually locked like armor against the cold, cruel world, to let some sun in. It kissed my face, I nodded my head, and it was good.

I want to go ride bikes. On the beach. Well near the beach because sand. I can't help myself.

I want to cannonball from a suburban rooftop into a suburban pool at someone's suburban home and then dry off and come back to the city.

I want to literally roll in the hay with you.

This is only song to have achieved repeat status for a really long time. And I'm thankful.

I'm excited for what Loci Records is doing and this Stév kid has already fucking turned my mind to mush twice.

D.V.S*'s "Hashu" is such a good song I forgive his weirdly punctuated name. And if you know me, you understand that grammar forgiveness (I'd literally rather you have a problem sucking random dicks than not know how to fucking write!) is my truest test of love.