Friday, June 30, 2006

dear summer,

I got off work early today, flew down the Bronx River Parkway without having to worry about the traffic I usually encounter, got home, sat down, and listened to this mixtape.

Looking on paper, it seems like DJ Eleven went overboard picking "summer-y" songs, especially since the word summer pops up like 100 times, but listen to it and it's like the dude just took July and bottled it. It's so good, check it out.

DJ Eleven

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