City Guys - City Guys

Two overpaid city slickers hooked on Xanax, fine wine and call girls and found themselves playing way too much Megadrive and not going to work monday morning. In the blurry haze of the rising sun they found they had laid this strange egg of an album, mostly composed of old Megadrive sounds and Sega-inspired melodies, reminiscing of better times, in a very very very fine house, with two cats in the yard.

Watch out, sounds from the Megadrive can hurt cloth-eared nincompoops and 8-bit purists (of whose ranks I used to be part), so please make sur you're equipped accordingly. Otherwise, have fun.

See you soon.