Walk Don’t Run (Blue Castaway Vinyl)
Unfolding over twelve nocturnal and nostalgic hours, Walk Don’t Run is a buddy-comedy-
thriller chronicling the unraveling of a lifelong friendship one manic diner dash, hijacked Woodie Wagon, Big Dipper roller coaster ride,and 3AM surf sesh at a time.
Soundtracked by demos culled from the Ry-Ko discard pile, Moody’s instrumental shortcut is a snapshot of
the mid-’60s surf music crash. In keeping with the film’s overnight theme, Walk Don’t Run trades in the loping, dreamy balladry of the era, shooting the echo-y curls of the private beach underground well after dark. If you want to stay friends—WALK DON’T RUN.
thriller chronicling the unraveling of a lifelong friendship one manic diner dash, hijacked Woodie Wagon, Big Dipper roller coaster ride,and 3AM surf sesh at a time.
Soundtracked by demos culled from the Ry-Ko discard pile, Moody’s instrumental shortcut is a snapshot of
the mid-’60s surf music crash. In keeping with the film’s overnight theme, Walk Don’t Run trades in the loping, dreamy balladry of the era, shooting the echo-y curls of the private beach underground well after dark. If you want to stay friends—WALK DON’T RUN.
$39.28
Walk Don’t Run (Blue Castaway Vinyl)—
$39.28
Description
Unfolding over twelve nocturnal and nostalgic hours, Walk Don’t Run is a buddy-comedy-
thriller chronicling the unraveling of a lifelong friendship one manic diner dash, hijacked Woodie Wagon, Big Dipper roller coaster ride,and 3AM surf sesh at a time.
Soundtracked by demos culled from the Ry-Ko discard pile, Moody’s instrumental shortcut is a snapshot of
the mid-’60s surf music crash. In keeping with the film’s overnight theme, Walk Don’t Run trades in the loping, dreamy balladry of the era, shooting the echo-y curls of the private beach underground well after dark. If you want to stay friends—WALK DON’T RUN.
thriller chronicling the unraveling of a lifelong friendship one manic diner dash, hijacked Woodie Wagon, Big Dipper roller coaster ride,and 3AM surf sesh at a time.
Soundtracked by demos culled from the Ry-Ko discard pile, Moody’s instrumental shortcut is a snapshot of
the mid-’60s surf music crash. In keeping with the film’s overnight theme, Walk Don’t Run trades in the loping, dreamy balladry of the era, shooting the echo-y curls of the private beach underground well after dark. If you want to stay friends—WALK DON’T RUN.
