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Shake’s track is perfect for wonderfully crisp autumn Sunday mornings. Or staring at red-purple early sunsets. Or on sticky summer mornings. Hell, I think this might just be a perfect track any time I need to think of the D.

James Taylor wrote Carolina In My Mind as a portal. An anthem for displaced Carolinians who can go home in an instant just by hearing the song. Shake’s track does the exact same thing for me. I swear sometimes when I put the needle to the wax I can get a waft of onions and chili on a hot dog bun, or the tickle of Rock N Rye bubbles against my nose, or the anticipation of driving up Gratiot to hit up Melodies and Record Time for new tracks. It’s the perfect gateway to get home in an instant.