This song is so 70’s AM radio (Stereogum mentions Chrisopher Cross (Ha!)) It’s like Jorge becomes a slicker copy of Ariel during the course of the song, transforming, within the duet, mirror images into mirages while lost on the same desert island of wistful yet warped pop song fantasies in the form of killer plants with a fetish of growing as close to the sun as possible since they love the smell of their leaves burning.
Listen to it 8 or 9 times like I just did on Soundcloud here.
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