"Nothing gets me higher than aeroplanes
Except the way you’re looking at me"

There’s something really special about a reunion at the airport after being away, especially if it’s been a while since you’ve been home. Tiredness and tension melt away when those loving arms wrap around you. Boy Golden’s “Aeroplane Song” is that tender embrace, a lullaby for dreamy lovers and kindly travellers on their way to be with someone special.

"Sitting on the tarmac in New York
Baby’s come to give me ride"

Sauntering along at a relaxed pace, just like a passenger who knows his ride will wait however long it takes, an old Casio-esque drum machine beat meanders along with brushed skins and crisp shakers. It’s almost like the rhythm section is made up of that time when they dim the lights just after serving snacks, the sounds of pressurized air whisper-whooshing amidst the crunchy crinkle of plastic wrappers.

"Nothing keeps me up like an all night flight
Nothing makes me feel so free"

Drifting in like first class, a smooth, silky slide guitar leads us down each aisle with a smile. “Aeroplane Song” is a relaxing in-flight cocktail, a hypnotic blend of innuendo and ingenuity. With each listen, more textures emerge like layers of atmosphere, proving Boy Golden’s production ear a reliable counterpart to his sincere songwriting. Whether you’re going there or coming to, “Aeroplane Song” will have you feeling lighter than air in any weather, on any occasion.

"Baby picked me up at the airport
I could see them waiting outside"

As easy a listen as drifting dreamily into the clouds, “Aeroplane Song” is warm filtered sunlight at the edge of the twilight zone. It’s sly, it’s smooth - it’s a slow spreading, knowing smile — hard to resist. It’s a vacation from the rest of the world and the cozy feeling of complete peace, of being absolutely smitten, of taking one’s time in the thick of a reunion.