Sometimes I like to put a record on that just died. I mean by that a record that just has passed its prime, its time in my life, that I have waved good bye a couple of weeks ago. The memories it brings are mingled with a whiff of a time-travel tease. Sweet, but not too sweet, bitter but not too bitter. Nothing that would make me throw up anymore.
It' s basically like taking a sunbath in a feeling that has the quality of an old aquaintance or even a friend that you haven't seen in a while - an oddly warm and well-known feeling which bears however the intriguing mystery of something new, a new perspective maybe.
Neil Young is doing that right now for me.
It was a time, when I felt more sure about certain things. Maybe my sense of longing and yearning was more distinctive.
I just don't know what is now, but I will know later.
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