This one is for all the long hot summer days that you spend doing nothing but sitting stuck to your couch aimlessly getting high, when the days seem like they will never end and the nights are stifling with no escape from the heat. Grimy, fuzzed out summer tunes that churn all the sludge up from the bottom of the gutter and spill them out on to the street, no so unlike that mystery juice that pours out of garbage trucks as the race down the city streets.

- Mr. Malta