existential scream,
remade by she, powers me
to hear the birds sing
I was listening to some music today that I have always thought expressed (for me) a primal (existential) sort of unmet need or passion. In this regard, in its ability to express something so powerful and essential to human nature and existence, it is for me unquestionably ‘good music’. Yet, the way I don’t feel as if my passion is unmet anymore makes me think of the relationship garden hose.
Curiously I don’t listen to this (kind of) music anymore because these days I seem to also find it a bit whining.
