Today I meant to do a lot of responsible things but instead I listened to this album (on CD), retraced a lot of teenage-angsty-hair-blowing-in-the-wind-with-open-windows-in-the-car feelings and drew this cover art and had a nostalgic afternoon thinking about the freedom and crucial nature of music and art and how profound and hard and beautiful and important and delicate this life is. Call me a sap, but it’s been a shit week, with so much inexplicable violent tragedy and loss, and the reality of how no one really has any answers. and this actually helped a little.
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