This morning I was on a train between the bottom of Wales and the top of Wales.
I was tired. I was exhausted. And all scuffed around the edges. But pretty good.
I sat on the train and looked at the hills. I looked at all the green. I looked at the luminous apple on my computer and knew there was only 1 hour and 8 minutes to play the music on that thing.
Then I listened to other peoples conversations for ages, rattling and flying about the carriage.
Then I listened to Fall Be Kind and I think I almost disintegrated. I listened. Then I listened some more. Like I always do. But then I thought, this is something. I believe this.
I have realised, after many sentences…that writing about this EP makes me sound like a prize-winning knob. It makes me want to be a better person (lame), it makes me want to SHOUT about stuff (lamer) and it makes me want to tell people about it (lamest). But I don’t care, it makes me want to be, really.
It’s a really fragile feeling. Every note hits on something; a lowest or highest ebb, a heart shaped bruise, a split second glance snatched as you rearrange a pair of headphones. No matter what, it opens you up. It’s amazing but it’s scary - but so many shades of beautiful around your ears. If I ever get to feel this way about a person, rather than just a sound, well…
Whatever.
