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it's the skeleton key to my entire personality. it's my Rosebud. cut the midrange, drop the bass. that's what my dying breath will say.
it's the skeleton key to my entire personality. it's my Rosebud. cut the midrange, drop the bass. that's what my dying breath will say.
Let Luka ridicule me all he likes. Deep down his soul yearns for music that sounds like rain falling through street lamps like angel's tears dropping onto London's parched streets. Or something.
been listening to a few golden oldies today, i'm still in my pyjamas, properly stink. sat in a hot room eating nectarines, hoping, praying for my laptop to stop bleeping with messages... this is the best of the bunch of the day, never heard of this band before, the song reminds me of all those good 60s ones, the crystals, isleys
Jazz like this is a harder sell than the contemplative/mystical/melancholic stuff. But I like this, it gets my leg jiggling, it makes me feel a bit on edge like when I've done a line of coke. Sort of enjoying myself but also on the verge of a panic attack.