Magic City Hippies: Heart Wants
"You don’t step into love, honey, you fall in it."
Three of my favorite things rolled into one indie funk trio: Magic City Hippies. "Heart Wants" is made up of Saturday nights, watermelon-mint lemonade, ocean-side bonfires, Crème de la Mer, and Versace's Blonde perfume (<---smells like gardenia). 10 out of 10 inspectors will tell you, it's about the quality of ingredients and delivery, so if these guys were a restaurant, they'd be given a giant "A" letter grade to post in the window. Seriously, the feeling I get while listening to this song is the equivalent to my dad asking me for my Christmas wishlist. "I'd like everything this song embodies, Dad." To which he'd probably reply with a hug. I'll take it!