IMAGINING
Click to viewI stumbled upon this video tutorial a couple nights back and it saw me putting Camera Obscura and Jeff Buckley on hold (a few times) for a slice of acoustic goodness. (I'm not sure if I'm using acoustic correctly in this context but just assume I am okay.) Just like how all things good are supposed to 'knock one out', acoustic music is like the red bean paste at the bottom of my ice-kachang. It catches you off guard and fills every little cell within you with joy. It makes you smile to yourself, like when you read of a line in a book that does justice to what you've once felt. This ability to relate because you've seen or experienced something familiar perhaps.
Ahh the recurring problem of not being able to find the apt words to accurately describe feelings is beginning to annoy me. You'll probably know what I mean when you hear the piano version of your favourite song.