Floating through space: Part 1

It may rain tomorrow. It is on the news. Something out there about it is not appropriate. It’s the weather. It’s disgusting. It doesn’t inspire. I can feel it. I listen to songs. They don’t fit into it. It refuses to let itself be filled up. Everything that plunges into it sounds flat. I used to think that the problem was the songs; that I … Continue reading Floating through space: Part 1

Willamette: Echo Park — A review

Echo Park probably takes its name and dogma from the trail from Eco Park to Willamette river in Canby, Oregon. According to the tonal direction of the album, which is a patent portmanteau of heartbreak and remorse, the title reflects a quiet and alluring demeanor in equal measure. To that end, Echo Park works as an anecdote that builds a home in isolation in a … Continue reading Willamette: Echo Park — A review

The commemoration of the departed

I take my headphone off. I have been listening to this newly-found song on loop for over an hour and going places in my bed at midnight around 2 A.M. The night lamp shines brighter than the moon. It lights up my face. “Someone slowly walks by, and a car passes in the distance just like it was 15 minutes ago.” These are the samples playing along … Continue reading The commemoration of the departed