By Benjamin Steamin’ Diggins
Time for some of that good ol’ summer lovin’. And as we all know, the summer is made for house music. Uhm… I mean: house music is made for the summer. Oh wait… What about Detroit? There are no summers in Detroit. Or are there? I’n not sure. There goes my theory. House music is confusing. No it’s not, actually… House music is simple, eazy, readymade like a piece of cheese. Or cake. I’m confused. I don’t really know anything about house music. I do know a thing or two about cake. Mm… Cake! My girlfriend likes cupcakes for breakfast. I like cheescake. See, I told you I know a thing or two about cake! I’m getting way off topic here. Enjoy the cake. I mean: enjoy the track. Play it in your car, or rock it on the tricycle. Or have it with some cake. In the park. Or at the beach. But if you go to the beach, don’t bring the cake. Everybody knows the beach is no place to enjoy cake.
Anyway.
This track goes out to my man Don Funghi, the platypus supreme. He also likes the summer. And cake. But that’s not relevant, because this track is not about cake at all.
I’ll definitely rock this on my tricycle. you know I’m actually telling the truth. riding my tricycle I get more “for God sakes” than Babycakes.