New Yorker Tidy Kid makes the kind of music that eventually finds me one way or the other, and usually through a 'friend request' or an accidentally overheard snippet from the interweb. I tend to run screaming when the word '*******nica' is presented to me(or god forbid, IDM...shudder), with the image of exchanging my dancing shoes for a pair of sandals. Thats just me and my bizarre taste. Anyway, I like this geezer's stuff, particularly 'Smell' which you can check on his MySpace. Niiiice.
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