Ever have those days where you just wanna drop every care in the world for a while, possibly to the detriment of future-you? I certainly have, and from the tone of this song, it seems our favorite book-horse has too. Snowshovel nails the classic rock vibes here, which serve as the smoke-filled pool hall where Shad3z’ and Bree’s vocals are your double Screwdriver; heavy, gritty, and it sounds like concentrated delinquent fun (as well as a member of the repeat club!)