painting long shadows in the sun, birds have always fascinated me. they transcend worlds, existing in the space where the sky meets the earth in a warm embrace and the angry bull smiles.
something about seeing a big group of birds fly together in the late afternoon just makes me feel so at peace. it's always at sunset, and the way so many of them can fly in unison is so beautiful, its like a bird dance routine. like they're all gonna go find a place to camp out together and sleep for the night. maybe share a bird dinner and talk about their bird stories. wake up and continue their journey to somewhere warm. (I don't know much about birds)
no idea what sparked this but i just had a random meltdown over baseball. the next note after this one was also abt baseball so i think i was just going thru something
one of the best concept albums of all time. follows a young woman named Ethel Cain (the character, not the artist) as she encounters various men and eventually meets her violent death at the hands of one of the men. truly visceral and even disturbing at some parts but so so good, really recommend giving it a listen
