24/kurt vile/bottle it in
at numerous points throughout bottle it in, the car wheels hit the gravel of an open road that seems limitless. and as the music plays, and the top comes down with you in the passenger, you quickly realize that if they did go on forever, he'd have no problem with that. wouldn't break his bones over it. such is the essence of kurt vile and his eighth collection of sun drenched open road reflections on love and life and shooting the breeze. a master of loopy, devil may care honky tonk, bottle it in is kurt in the zone with his hands on the wheel and time on his side, compelling you to put your feet on the dash and enjoy the view.
KEY TRACKS:
bassackwards
rollin with the flow
check baby
25/serpentwithfeet/soil
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