on sunday, i rounded up some troops and made my way to the do-over. more like the drizzle-over, it was a spectacular sunday spent with randoms, classics, pitchers of sangria and cigarette smoke under scattered raindrops. my main motivation to go, was that parisian producer (and resident cute face), ONRA was in town.
listen to him describe his sound (his accent kills me) and watch the man play some ball in a pair of skinny jeans and a beanie. his latest record, long distance, is out now via all city.
-t
