Parisian duo Champions League return with a pillowy, sumptuous summer night anthem, taken from the group’s shimmering Balearic pop debut EP, which evokes similar feelings of wistful euphoria and longing as their forebears from the late, great Air France. (via GORILLA VS. BEAR)
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