No Age - Losing Feeling
There's something holy in music that transcends popular forms.
I know that's a strange thing to admit a third of your way into life but at least it has resonated and fully.
I looked down into the crowd that had converged over this man who manipulated sounds to fill the room and waves. And lights around him were being mirrored onto the ceiling. And some covered their bodies. Most were to the side and casual and barely took note but it seemed like the whole room had become family.
And then another band played and the room filled and I could barely hear and some strange white noise penetrated the background and slightly hurt. And I watched in awe for until the balcony cleared and then went into it all, every body converging onto each other. The first thing I loved was the floor in a shaking. I stood still and all my body moved.
I still can't hear quite right just now and my body is tired and alive.
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