It’s funny how we can associate a song with a whole emotion, how a memory can live in a 4 minutes lyrical guff, or how we refuse to revert to a tranquil state without the music that reminds us of the peace.
Karma police
I’ve given all I can, it’s not enough
I’ve given all I can
Karma Police – Radiohead
It’s weird how therapeutic a playlist can be, or how destructive it is. The relationship we build with these songs, the universe of unbearable being, and beautiful silhouette, all in a 3 minutes tune.
Did you know?
The reason why the average song is 2:48 minutes is that in the old days, 2:48 minutes was the maximum length the people in the music industry could fit on one side of the old 7 single vinyl records.
How Om Koulthoum could sing and release an hour-long song is still beyond me.
I’m listening to Karma Police by Radiohead right now, but I have another song in mind for the nonsense I mean by writing this. I’d like to write a different blog about it, the song in mind, a different mood maybe? Because that’s my “I’m too sad to exist” kind of jam. It should be hyperlinked somewhere, once I get the courage to write about it.
I’m enjoying this music category because I get to write about my story with every song I love, and often these are stories I cherish. These are the stories and songs that got me through all the nooks and crannies until now.
Random NTR
I’m still unable to comprehend emotions. The overwhelming emotions are slowly being replaced with a painful void, and I do not know how to feel about it. I have a few things in my mind though;
- 22 years are enough years for existing. I’ve done a lot, I’ve seen a lot. It’s okay to leave.
- Tomorrow is Friday.
- A lot has changed. Like a lot.
- I’m craving Trix, the cereal,
- I wish I can skip Friday and get right to Saturday.
- I wish I can find myself.
- I wish I was born in Brasov.
- I need to get out of here.
For a minute there
I lost myself, I lost myself
Phew, for a minute there
I lost myself, I lost myself