Above is a photo of my friend Nazwa, taken at Mines Wellness Hotel, July 2011.
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This past week has been quite the roller coaster ride. For starters, never in my wildest dream did I ever imagine, that I would be speaking in person with the lead singer of my most adored bands of all times. Radio Dept's music feels like home to me. It's what I listen to when I want to feel like myself.
Who would've thought the same people behind the band who churns out music that feels so dreamy, and distant with a coolly-detached delivery, can be so open and accessible, and approachable, and warm, and just all-round lovely? I don't know about you, but I find that so fascinating. It still feels so surreal to me; I smile just thinking of it.
So now I'm rummaging through their whole back-catalog of songs, trying to relive it, and trying to piece these two experiences together. Of course naturally, I listen to their songs in a completely different light now. I also obsess about the band in a completely different way now. Try as I might, I just can't find fault in their music.
+ The Radio Dept. - The New Improved Hypocrisy
