when I listen to nils frahm i like to imagine I’m a housewife - lounging on a divan, cigarette in one hand glass of red wine in the other, the Ativan is taking effect I’m feeling good and forgetting about my ex husband
I’m deeply obsessed with these witchy surreal tones and it’s rlly getting me in the mood for fall. Her music hypnotizes me while I clicky clack on my keyboard.
