Saturday, March 26, 2005

I love, in that way that doesn't hate, when something beautiful you found accidently long ago is found by that vague and swaying invisible cloud of the extending media. It was a while, but Zero 7 is so lovely and calm and smooth that a radio life to move it out and around on the tongue of public taste can only do well and in hope bring more from the source.
"In the Waiting Line" is meant for muted, soft moments and the quiet warmth of light steam.
We highly reccommend it.

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