"'Dry Heat' is a little lullaby written for my home state of Arizona. The summers there are too hot to exist. Everyone stays inside during the day and crawls out of their lizard holes to party at night. The song reminds me of biking around to different bars in Tucson. Drinking beers in the red leather booths of Danny's Baboquivari with sweaty legs that stick to your seat. Like a scene from Twin Peaks but everyone is in homemade cut off jean shorts and a little bit dusty."
- Bailey Moses