July 30, 2012
There was something missing in your eyes - some primeval light, some lifeforce telling that you were actually there. You weren't. Not anymore. Your eyes are now dull and lifeless, unable to gaze or stare, glancing through everything without focus or purpose. They seek nothing no more. They see everyone but recognize no one. They are empty - you are gone, and it's just as if you've left your body behind without shutting down, alive but lifeless.
July 22, 2012
As far as music is concerned, 2012 will be remembered as the year when I finally saw Radiohead in what might as well have been one of the three best gigs I've ever been to in my life. But it will also be remembered as the year when I discovered Warpaint - and they are out-fucking-standing (and cute as hell, too). If there are magical musics, Undertow is definitely among them.
July 10, 2012
Smoke and mirrors
Semantic games serve no purpose other than deceiving ourselves. They are nothing but smoke and mirrors that fool no one, as everyone readily understands what's truly being said between the lines. In practical terms, there is no difference between lying and omitting the truth, and we know it - everyone knows it. Yet we keep pretending that there's a difference, forcing ourselves to believe in a premise that has no foundation whatsoever, a lie that in the end will provide little to no consolation.