Aye, yo: don’t let the name fool you, because Twink is a major zone. People like to use this term “face-melting,” which is great, but maybe passed its prime. So imagine instead a five minute and 21 second avant-guard dance act of someone trying to put their melted face back on. That’s the only was a track like “Tiptoe On The Highest Hill” could ever be physically expressed. Unless you listen to something like this at your local strip club, because if you did, I’d respectfully ask for you to HMU on those deets, like: do they got a pool table? And look for Think Pink on a variety of physical/analog formats. Feel it:
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