“Some things lie too deep for tears to well.”
Please don’t disagree with me in stating that listening to Alt-J is what I imagine having a religious experience to be like. Even if you happen to be hearing the sounds for the first time. You just want to shout, does anyone understand the beauty of this song and it’s undeniable passion? It doesn’t have to be ∆, it can be any artist, in my opinion. But for right now, I’m obsessing over Alt-J.
Forgive me, because this is going to sound beyond deeper than how it sounds in my head…
Nighttime is my favourite time of day, or, ironically, night. That moment right after the sun has set and you feel like you might be the only one left in the world wandering the orangey-lit streets of a small town. It has to be summer though, or else its just raining and your fucking freezing your wet ass and praying to run into your bathtub.
Slowly allowing the blindness of the sun and the seemingly false happiness she exudes to pass, the nighttime brings to light the truth. Ms by Alt-J is playing on my ipod and I can’t stop feeling like it agrees with my love of darkness.
“The Shadow burns across like embers tide paper. Darker, darker, darker, darker.”
Then time stops and you can’t hold back all the thoughts you have put on hold for this very moment. Thoughts of him surface more than I’d like to admit. Questions unanswered. This is also the moment where you over think everything. Everything.
“I’ve pillowed you so many times this week”
You go over every look, touch, inkling of a feeling, kiss. Until the omnipresent dark claims you into slumber.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not just some love struck teenager. Today’s just today. And I’m listening to Alt-J.
- Three for Thursday: Alt-J // Issue #31 (hangout.altsounds.com)
- Alt-J Tessellate (burningthelatenightoil.wordpress.com)