Both spare and lush, heartbreaking and hopeful. Makes you feel satisfied and like you want to start the whole thing over again. A perfect ellipsis on the perfect album.
perfect from start to finish, i probably listen to the album in its entirety maybe once a month. and at the beginning of spring and the beginning of fall…boy, do i run that album into the ground. but never do i tire of it. more contemporary runners up include heaven knows- pink pantheress and i love my mom by indigo de souza.
A 90s rock band during witch season is a MUST MUST MUST. I love The Sundays specifically albums Reading, Writing And Arithmetic and Static & Silence. This and a chamomile tea on an October afternoon in a small town on the east coast? Yeah. That’s the dream.
Not every idea is a good idea. But maybe a small part of it is, or maybe it can grow into one, or maybe it will lead to the next good idea, or maybe you just need to get all those lousy ideas out of the way so the good ones have room to breathe. Or maybe it just feels good to write and this fixation on good vs bad ideas is the thing that’s in the way.
