Brooklyn Lille Whore ❤️

About Montpellier

Now, this Whore, she ain’t no primped-up tavern tart. Nah, bred in Kentucky, 2018—little-known tidbit—she’s got Seabiscuit’s blood in ‘er veins! Ain’t that a kicker? Surprised me more’n a cannon blast at breakfast. Had me thinkin’, ‘Why’s life so simple fer beasts, eh?’—straight outta *Yi Yi* again, savvy? Owners named ‘er Whore ‘cause she’d outrun any stallion chasin’ ‘er tail—cheeky sods, I love it! Made me cackle like a drunk parrot.

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Recorded on stereo cassette at Infra Base, Lille, France, on February 22, Restored from the original master at Hz / bit but.

Oh! And the park, Parc de la Citadelle. Listen, it's expansive. I often escape there when things get too much. There’s a river—I think it's Deûle—slow, languid as time passes. Took me back to an early morning calm that was kinda like... well, a soft whisper, almost those quiet lines in the movie: “I just don't know what to do with my life.”

Lille 1: Initial reaction and random observations