It's got this angsty sound about it, the way the synthesizers are anxiously played. Theres some real deep bedroom production style groovers, weird stuff you didn't hear in USA at that time. Start with Igor Savin's "Folk Sinteza"
you can literally feel how immaculate the vibes in this room were. the kind of thing that is so beautiful you cant help but feel a sadness that you can’t experience it firsthand. such a great recording of the performance too. transports you
lived there alone for 3 months. read a lot of books, met a lot of interesting people, and took many bad pics on my digital camera which broke the moment i went back home
i loveeee going to the receptionist of an office building, to the bartender at a restaurant, the clerk at a clothing store, the assistant at the dentist, to ask them for a bandaid. i know they have them, and i want one. they always ask me what's wrong. sometimes they even ask me if i need help putting it on and i always say yes.
