A goofy one liner. It’s hot in Montreal during the short summer nights and la belle provence is sticky with punch-drunk love, the kind so saccharine sweet it announces itself with a stupefied grin plastered on its face and a lopsided twirl into the room. Leather jackets, a rippling fringe and tattoos. Millennial love is wholesome af, shared memes and the heat death of the planet, but first, let’s split an ice cream cone to cool down, to come down. Bikes, beers, babes.
Rock and roll for modern times, for modern love. We may never know what it do, but “It Did” effervesces and spills over in glee like a warm tallboy and what it do should keep going, spinning and spinning until the track is worn down.