Oh, man. I sat down to write about Caius' latest release, and whatever I had originally planned to talk has vacated my noggin. There's two reasons that might be. I think, for one, the drop caught me off guard. Two, I've also been up since 5:30.
To give you an idea of where my mind is at, I almost just tweeted that "All Mine" feels warm and floaty. It's not an inaccurate description, I guess, but hardly the imagery a writer should use to praise an artwork.