jay-z

Posted: April 8th, 2011 | No Comments »

so music. it’s officially better than art. DON’T TELL ANYONE I SAID THIS. but it’s better (for me). insides are scrambly, a mess, a wet mess, sensitive, overthinking, dumb, egocentric, and just listening to music — “empire state of mind,” “hounds of love,” “sunday bloody sunday” — on loudness 11 — all mad popular jams, nothing special, nothing revolutionary, and yet STILL they incite me to turn it around and forget. get outside of myself. i wish i could have a tape player in my head that i could turn on loud when i get a total bad attitude at work and start sulking at meetings and getting my hackles raised about nonsense. i guess technically i do have a tape player in my head? but not actually. and not as loud. and not technically at all. at any rate:

ALL MUSIC, ALL THE TIME, ALL THE TIME.



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