“Okay, okay, so what does it sound like? Picture yourself driving down a long and windy road in June with the windows down. It's exactly 75 degrees. You have nowhere to be—no work, no plans with friends, no obligations for the day. There's a beach on your left side, and the sun is so warm that you can almost feel the start of a sun burn on your face through the windshield. There may or may not be a case of White Claw waiting for you in the back of the car. Your hand is resting out the window, your hair is blowing everywhere. It's a perfect fucking day, and Women in Music Pt. III is exactly what you’d want playing through your speakers.”