You know how there are some things that make you feel… strange? I first heard El Perro del Mar when I was downloading songs, randomly, for the exams one year. It stayed at the back of my mind till one day iTunes shuffled it, and finally I caught on (how many of my music encounters have been like that, random fortuitous iTunes encounters?). I don’t know whether it means anything, that I’ve disliked every single of my favourite songs the first time I heard them. Then they come back a few years later and something touches a raw nerve. (Clearly, for me, first impressions are worth nothing.) Every time I listen to it… I drift away. There is an overwhelming sense of loss, like my youth has gone away. I know I say this about every song that I like, but maybe that’s just the kind of song that I like. The kind that sings about the times that have passed, that will never come back. Of lost happiness.
Somehow as I drift past these days, these 14-hour days, I numb myself to the inevitable. That this is how it has always been, and it is how it always will be.
- January 25 2011 | - Read More →
