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I'm pretty sure I've mentioned this before, but I really want to follow a band around the South of the US and take rolls upon rolls of photographs on my trusty SLR. I want to drive with the windows down and the music blasting. Especially if it's Ryan Adams. I'm obsessed with that concept at the moment. I opened all the windows downstairs this morning and blasted out one of Ryan's albums as I was cleaning and all I wanted to do was get out on the road and take photos. The whole thing started when I watched the Manchester Orchestra podcasts like 4 years ago and I haven't let that dream go since.
This evening I'm watching Almost Famous and listening to the soundtrack. I really do love music from the 70s, I love the feel of it, the authenticity of it, the way you can hear all the instruments. I don't know if it's because I was brought up on it every time I went to see my father (my mother was more an Elton John kind of girl if she ever listened to the older stuff when I was growing up) but I have all these memories attached to it and... they're basically the only memories I have of him that are actually good. I can distinctly remember the first time I heard I Am The Walrus by The Beatles, standing in my father's flat in France, I can remember him teaching me how to use his record player and explaining how it work and being absolutely fascinated by it. He'd be proud of my taste in music, I think. Or at least this part of it, because I really do have the strangest taste in music - I mean in my library I have all this stuff from the 70s alongside a bunch of pop, metal, disney kids, dubstep and classical music. Go figure.
This evening I'm watching Almost Famous and listening to the soundtrack. I really do love music from the 70s, I love the feel of it, the authenticity of it, the way you can hear all the instruments. I don't know if it's because I was brought up on it every time I went to see my father (my mother was more an Elton John kind of girl if she ever listened to the older stuff when I was growing up) but I have all these memories attached to it and... they're basically the only memories I have of him that are actually good. I can distinctly remember the first time I heard I Am The Walrus by The Beatles, standing in my father's flat in France, I can remember him teaching me how to use his record player and explaining how it work and being absolutely fascinated by it. He'd be proud of my taste in music, I think. Or at least this part of it, because I really do have the strangest taste in music - I mean in my library I have all this stuff from the 70s alongside a bunch of pop, metal, disney kids, dubstep and classical music. Go figure.