Moby, Play (1999)
Look, I’m not sure when this album by Moby drove me mad, exactly – or as close as I got to it – but tripping balls, wearing a sarong, stirring a pot full of different leftover spirits and liqueurs with South Side blasting out as if a new religion…yeah, that was a clue. You see this album just became my world. An impulse-buy just as it b…
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