Topaz Jones is running late. As it turns out, a delivery has gone awry and the New Jersey-born artist has had to slip out of his Brooklyn apartment to buy some wet food for his two cats, Marvin Gaye and Luther Vandross. No, seriously. Once the cats are fed, Jones pulls a bottle of tequila from the fridge--a left-over from the listening party he held for his new project, Arcade--and fixes himself a drink. As he lights a stick of incense and plops down on his couch, Jones declares Arcade his most ...
Topaz Jones is running late. As it turns out, a delivery has gone awry and the New Jersey-born artist has had to slip out of his Brooklyn apartment to buy some wet food for his two cats, Marvin Gaye and Luther Vandross. No, seriously. Once the cats are fed, Jones pulls a bottle of tequila from the fridge--a left-over from the listening party he held for his new project, Arcade--and fixes himself a drink. As he lights a stick of incense and plops down on his couch, Jones declares Arcade his most ...
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