
Two guys. Drums. A guitar. And a song that is just right, that roars, that grinds, that slinks, that practically flecks sweat with every sonic bend. Sometimes, that’s all you need.
This week, the Blue Stones’ “Let It Ride” is all I need.
Two guys. Drums. A guitar. And a song that is just right, that roars, that grinds, that slinks, that practically flecks sweat with every sonic bend. Sometimes, that’s all you need.
This week, the Blue Stones’ “Let It Ride” is all I need.