This weekend's dose of awesomeness is some gorgeous electro-House-pop-soul stuff that works like magic no matters where you are or what your doing, though movement of some kind certainly makes the sonic flow even more savory. Miss James's voice, to be more specific, sits somewhere between that inner city croon of Tracey Thorn and that one chick from OceanLab...and fuck if it isn't a treat in the wee hours of the morn or dusk.
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