Real J

You're in a mango grove, and it's just rained. Melodies roll like water droplets off the bright green, yellow, orange-to-red colors -- the oily skin of fruit, boasting of its beauty like birds of paradise. The beat breathes, clouds part revealing a brilliant yellow honey-warmth. Yellow, like succulent meat inside a mango. You squeeze it through your fingers and smell the sweet.  That's what "Fresh Squeezed" sounds like to me - vibrant house that bounces, breathes, is meaty, and sweet. You feel me? Enjoy!