Take advantage of the opening grooves of “St James” to text your next appointment that you will be a bit late. It’s up to you if you want to mention that you will be delayed by extended stares into theÂ potted plants on your window sill as your eyes are slowly caught in the infinite patterns of the wallpaper reaching up to the ceiling and into the back of your mind. Then that guitar solo will either break you from the trance or dig you even deeper. Putting you behind the wheel of your own wobbly buggy bouncing down that dusty road toward a happier tomorrow.
DYAN’s debut album Looking