Morning ravers.

Let me set the scene for you.

It was a clear black night, a clear white moon.

Swissypopps was on the streets, trying to consume

Some fozzies for the eve, so he could get the funk

No I cannot lie, hoping he'd get drunk.

No wait, that's not right.

It was about 1am, in a bar and I was bending Gilo's ear off about doing a mix for the pod.

TWO YEARS LATER

He's finally done it.

So here we are. Having listened to it, there is only one word to describe it.

PUNCHING :)

Big up yourself

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