Ain't No Love: Summa
I like where your heads are at, Ain't No Love. Rain or shine, it's Summer (or Summa) 365 days a year as far as I'm concerned. Granted I am in Los Angeles and we got that sweet drought that not even a month-long tropical cyclone can probably phase, but nonetheless, I think we have a cloud around here somewhere and I'm happy keeping my head up in it. That is, as long as it's a Skittles cloud and Ain't No Love's "Summa" is the soundtrack. I'm definitely dancing around a "taste the rainbow" plug but my attempts keep sounding really inappropriate. Naughty list for life and I ain't give no fucks, and the names of each member of Ain't No Love are written right next to mine.