mercredi 28 mars 2018


Vaporwave is not an easy genre to grasp. Until last year I used to consider it like elevator music. Since then I learned to like the particular nostalgic, dreamy atmosphere it contains and thrives on. I also learned that elevator music is a genre of its own, and that the strange people who like it call it Muzak.

This is what you might call a classical Vaporwave album. It's got everything, from the pink afternoon supermarket fog to the half-broken sentient VHS player.

Take a look at Business Casual's catalog, it's packed with great albums and tracks for you to find and feed on.

That being said, my planet needs me.

Fare thee well.

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