Phoenix was a gift. Literally. It was 2006 when the package arrived in the mail. The contents were simply a CD and a sticky note. The sticky note read, "You deserve some great music." The CD was the brand new album by Phoenix, It's Never Been Like That. I didn't know Phoenix from The Dodos, so I popped it in the CD player. From the opening notes of "Napoleon Says," I was hooked. I was suddenly transported to the sexy pop that, I imagine, is played in clubs of the French Riviera. I listened, while acting aloof, sipping drinks with Daft Punk. They asked me where I got my awesome mask. I didn't tell them. That's how I roll.
Saturday, June 17, 2017
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