After the sunshine – slight, bright signs from the sky suggesting a new season – came, again, the rain. But so did the flowers.
I love this song - but it isn’t a rural song. It’s a song of my old urban life, my early years in London, of the new-century super-speed blossomings of UK garage. To me, it still sounds as fresh, beautiful and young as the look …
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