Music begins. Wheat brushes against a pale leg, pristine shoes leaving ripples in the dirt along a chasm in a sea of grass. The pace quickens as the beat drops, the lens shrouded in a cloud of dust. The sunlight glares down on the wheat plants appearing alive with the pulse of the wind. Camera floats above the field revealing a panoramic view of a man weaving through the gold on a dirt trail. The burning of a tobacco bowl accompanies the rhythm as a farmer glares onward, pipe hanging low. Smoke billows as he puffs under the shade of an oak tree, patiently observing.-My thoughts to accompany your listening experience.
Bonobo has some real soul quenching stuff. This music puts me at rest and can really take you into a deep trance especially under an altered mind. This is what I think about whenever I hear this song; there's a lot more but I don't have time to write it. If you like this song go buy Animal Magic.
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