This one’s sleek and funky like a 1975 Plymouth rollin’ on chrome.
Hotmood moves into the night metaphorically speaking.

Like a black panther in the night it lurks ever so easy, getting closer and closer, with a velvet cloak of Funk. With smooth moves Hotmood lures you in and gets the body strutting.

This is most definitely one of the finest offerings from Hotmood‘s Discoweey label, and easily one of Hotmood‘s best tracks this year.

Miss out at your own peril.

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