I’m a good two decades past my adolescence. I’m a Nineties girl. My formative years. I’m not sure I’d say my coming-of-age years as I feel like I’m becoming more myself every year; with each day. But none of that matters because the Nineties is where my teenage angst and curiosity laid the foundation for…
Tag: music
courage, and grace too.
the lyrics of your life can be struck by a single chord. your heart a cadence of melancholic refrain. the soundscape that is the song can capture your sentiment in a triad of moments – transmitting you back in time through the power of nostalgia. such a melody lets you linger there in the space…
songs are like tattoos.
reckless daughter: a portrait of joni mitchell by david yaffe has been my late night literary lullaby for the past few weeks. like many free-spirited millennials who cite “river” as their favourite christmas song, swoon over her chronicled and convoluted romance with leonard cohen, mimic her leather and lace ensemble, and embrace her folk lyrics as…
static confusion. 