New upload on soundcloud. Just been listening to Alice by Tom Waits, the saddest album I ever heard, perfect for a hooded winters day. So I thought I’d throw my own feather of melancholia to the winds of the world. It’s actually quite uplifting lyrically….
When we listen to great new music it’s as if the critical faculties are bypassed, we don’t think, but feel. The blood is seized for an emotional reaction, and we are reminded, witnesses of our own souls.
The best description of music I’ve read is from the Ted Hughes masterpiece Tales From Ovid,