Why does music cut so deep? Why do words burn and images haunt and tunes torture?
How does the "perpetual elsewhere" of a song manage to fill a void that is so real?
The city is turning into a desert and i'm more convinced everyday that this is my private hell. Been falling in love with a song a day. Old favourites that feel like home, new sounds that tease you with the unpredictability of their arrangement, songs that sound so familiar they feel like they were stolen from the crevices of your soul.
Check out About Rain by Sequoyah Prep School.
Why do I like this one?
It sounds naive.
Sometimes I am too.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
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1 comments:
nice.... quite like it :)
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