lacuna bloome

thirty years ago or thereabouts, I’d have happily kept a vigil outside my local record emporium – Probe in case you are asking – waiting for this to arrive, its smitten shimmer toning pop feeding our youthful yearn with its jangling chimes, lovelorn bruising and euphoria rushes as it revolves and adores around a coolly spun shade adorning teasing of Chapterhouse, early Catherine Wheel and those crystalline Creation cuts from back in the day. Before we forget, its called ‘find your way’ and its by Lacuna Bloome.

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