Animal Chin EP
Animal Chin EP Its like being in a sci-fi movie with an early 1900's aesthetic. Picture this; I step out of my 1957 Chevy hover car wearing a mid-night blue suit and white suede shoes quickly passing the keys to the valet as I enter my favorite lounge. I say hello to Matthew the bartender and take my spot in my favorite booth. Across from me on the stage there are 10 scruffy looking fellows jamming like their lives depended on it. The waitress walks over to my table and asks me if I’ll have the usual, I ignore her while the saxophones do their thing.
