
I find myself searching and searching to find music that can grace these pages, but it´s hard. Nothing sits right with me anymore it seems. Nothing hits me in the head and heart with a sledgehammer and demands repeat listens. So I find myself going back (as I often do) to 1999: Before Pnau became the generic blog pop they are today, they made an album of beautiful and sensual french touch (the old one) house called Sambanova . It features no vocals, just great beats from the last golden age in house, things people [...]