Never lose track of the essential
Lately – read the past eight months or so – I have been writing mostly about Poets of the Fall and it is as it should be since they do make me happy, and writing about their music is more therapeutic than talking about myself to a wall. Don’t worry, I am not experiencing such a dreadful thing – it is just an image, my therapist is amazing. Anyway, it has been two days that every time I drive home from work, my thoughts are in disarray and both times, I have had this ranting post writing itself in my head, but when I am finally home I have neither the energy or the…
Poets of the Fall – Love never goes out of season
Yesterday, as I was driving home from work (finally week-end!) Poets of the Fall were as usual playing in my car’s speakers, smoothing out my otherwise bad mood while I was struggling not to yell at the snail-ish driver in front of me… I am French, yes, and French people are yelling in their cars, it might classify me as a crazy person here in Sweden though. I don’t know how it is in your country, but the French tradition is one of “yellers“. Anyway, I was listening to Clearview and a song caught my attention although I’ve heard it a gazillion times before: Children of the Sun. Similar messages And you know you…
