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Tuesday, 15 Mar 2016
Monday, 14 Mar 2016
A friend put me onto Steven Wilson some time ago, and I have gradually dipped my toes into his music. His work is heady stuff - an emotionally immersive experience; I do not know if I can handle too much of it in one sitting, it's that rich. His songs can be like morality plays mixed with tragedy.
But for the past twenty-four hours or so I have been haunted by this piece - "Perfect Life". So touchingly sad and painful, yet beautiful.
Allow yourself to become lost in this.
Album version (almost):-
Extended mix:-
Live performance:-
But for the past twenty-four hours or so I have been haunted by this piece - "Perfect Life". So touchingly sad and painful, yet beautiful.
Allow yourself to become lost in this.
Album version (almost):-
Extended mix:-
Live performance:-
Saturday, 12 Mar 2016
This song has been haunting me recently. Who knows why?
I think it's a beautiful song that you can lose yourself in. It also tears me up, and I don't know why.
Enjoy...?
Here's a live performance:-
I think it's a beautiful song that you can lose yourself in. It also tears me up, and I don't know why.
Enjoy...?
Here's a live performance:-
Like a million parachutes
The snow's coming down
I'll lock up the front door
And turn the lights down
In the glow of the street lights
I see them descend
Like a million parachutes
Small men on a mission
I miss the warmth
And I miss the sun
I miss the ocean
I miss everyone
And I miss the bridges
That span across the bay
Tonight, it seems like ages ago
Like a million parachutes
The snow still falls
The dogs are asleep now
There's no one to call
I'll put on some records
And wait for the light
Under those million parachutes
Now a blanket of white
I miss the warmth
And I miss the sun
I miss the ocean
I miss everyone
And I miss the bridges
That span across the bay
Tonight, it seems like ages ago
The snow's coming down
I'll lock up the front door
And turn the lights down
In the glow of the street lights
I see them descend
Like a million parachutes
Small men on a mission
I miss the warmth
And I miss the sun
I miss the ocean
I miss everyone
And I miss the bridges
That span across the bay
Tonight, it seems like ages ago
Like a million parachutes
The snow still falls
The dogs are asleep now
There's no one to call
I'll put on some records
And wait for the light
Under those million parachutes
Now a blanket of white
I miss the warmth
And I miss the sun
I miss the ocean
I miss everyone
And I miss the bridges
That span across the bay
Tonight, it seems like ages ago