imagination = astounding
you know those summer evenings where you're completely engrossed in music and the cool breeze, like the sound is just blanketing over you? and you feel like you can see the scenery that's being created...it's tough to describe, but I really love that resonating otherworldly kind of music. it gets better when you just let go and sense the present. where you are, who's there, what you feel, just KNOWING that you're breathing in and out.
these days, i'm finding it in dream pop, shoegaze, trip-hop and some select electronica. I think the first experience I had with this kind of feeling [synth-enduced, naturally] was when I discovered coldplay, an old addiction, an old friend i've tried to suppress because of all their hate. ahaha. [to be honest, in the endless coldplay/radiohead comparison, chris martin is just more purely comforting to me, at the end of the day.] little did I know there was more, more and even more of this pretty sugary artificial goo. :3 i'll have to make a playlist one of these days. in the heat of the moment, the bands that come to mind are some old favorites - the daysleepers, m83, massive attack, a sunny day in glasgow, school of seven bells...hell, even royksopp has some downtempo gems.
the lyrics & imagery in the vocalized bands are definitely a hook for me, but...
I suppose underneath all of it is the familiarity of artificial sounds - I spent my childhood drenching my mind in media and pop culture [then again - we all do], my life up to today is saturated in image after image and now, I guess I'm subconsciously drawn to it.
is that really even possible? can we change our psyche just by our conditioning as children?
I dunno...
-- ALDOUS HUXLEY THINKS SO.
...AM I ONLY CONSIDERING THIS BECAUSE OF MY LOVE FOR BRAVE NEW WORLD?!
oh god, look what you did, creative exercise, my brain has shitted all over the inside of my skull.
in all seriousness, though. there's a reason I just started this random stream-of-consciousness blogging today. I feel like I've woken up from the sleepy rabbit hole I stuck my head in to pretend my real life wasn't happening. trying to ignore it, to dull the pain & worries. like, in both figurative regards and literal. "hey, this music, I can actually hear it now." ..I dunno, my eyes are open, what I missed is hitting me hard; there are some big changes coming up in my life, alice is OUT of wonderland, back with everyone who loves her on a pretty open field. this is a new beginning. the rest will come naturally.
recognition renders composition - intention begins resurrection.
new hearts →
these days, i'm finding it in dream pop, shoegaze, trip-hop and some select electronica. I think the first experience I had with this kind of feeling [synth-enduced, naturally] was when I discovered coldplay, an old addiction, an old friend i've tried to suppress because of all their hate. ahaha. [to be honest, in the endless coldplay/radiohead comparison, chris martin is just more purely comforting to me, at the end of the day.] little did I know there was more, more and even more of this pretty sugary artificial goo. :3 i'll have to make a playlist one of these days. in the heat of the moment, the bands that come to mind are some old favorites - the daysleepers, m83, massive attack, a sunny day in glasgow, school of seven bells...hell, even royksopp has some downtempo gems.
the lyrics & imagery in the vocalized bands are definitely a hook for me, but...
I suppose underneath all of it is the familiarity of artificial sounds - I spent my childhood drenching my mind in media and pop culture [then again - we all do], my life up to today is saturated in image after image and now, I guess I'm subconsciously drawn to it.
is that really even possible? can we change our psyche just by our conditioning as children?
I dunno...
-- ALDOUS HUXLEY THINKS SO.
...AM I ONLY CONSIDERING THIS BECAUSE OF MY LOVE FOR BRAVE NEW WORLD?!
oh god, look what you did, creative exercise, my brain has shitted all over the inside of my skull.
in all seriousness, though. there's a reason I just started this random stream-of-consciousness blogging today. I feel like I've woken up from the sleepy rabbit hole I stuck my head in to pretend my real life wasn't happening. trying to ignore it, to dull the pain & worries. like, in both figurative regards and literal. "hey, this music, I can actually hear it now." ..I dunno, my eyes are open, what I missed is hitting me hard; there are some big changes coming up in my life, alice is OUT of wonderland, back with everyone who loves her on a pretty open field. this is a new beginning. the rest will come naturally.
recognition renders composition - intention begins resurrection.
new hearts →