Writing about music would result in a book-length endeavor. This is just one tiny part.
Love at first sight means this: the moment you hear a new song and within the first 5
seconds, it’s like you’ve already spent hours listening to it. The words, though completely brand new,
are all right there in front of you and you can almost sing along. But you wont. You need to hear him sing it. You need to hear how his voice can take those words
and stretch them across the distance between you and the speakers. Right to your ribs. And then you need to feel the weight of
his words fill the spaces in between.
And even though you’ve never heard this song before, you know that you
can’t imagine what it would be like if you never heard it again. You’re relating the words to everything
you know, even things you don’t know, because they’re too pretty not to be
related to you. And maybe it’s not
the words themselves, but when he says them, the inflection – the tone –
something about how they sound when he sings them– you need to be engulfed in
them.
I stumbled across a song and immediately stopped
stumbling. In life. It grounded me for that moment
and I have not been able to stop listening to it all day. I am grateful for the music that can
literally stop me. And then
restart me.
Today It’s this EP.
Track 4. (if you've read a former post, you'd know that makes it even better).
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