STATED:
all the sudden it’s as if every mix we’ve ever made don’t mean SHIT. now is the time, ladies and gents. NOW is the time everyone waits impatiently for. bikes. beers. parks. beaches. sunglasses. cookouts. and more important than any of these things: a motherfucking roof party.
theme5: make a mix to accompany your thirty brick(s) of beer while you sit up on the roof and drink the day/afternoon/night away.