Twenty-three, working full time in child care for KU, living in Sydney's North West and feeling right at home.
Born in November; Raised on her dad's record player and a CD player that she won at 11 through a [Retravision] colouring in competition. Loves: cellos, electric guitars, and pianos. Admires: Chopin, Paul Dempsey, Camille, Ella Fitzgerald, Regina Spektor, Edith Piaf, The Lucksmiths, Led Zeppelin, and Woody Herman.
I sing all the time. Music is my language... I'm always looking to expand my vocabulary. This blog is an outlet for my musical chatter.
I've been listening to Simon and Garfunkel all morning and I all but swooned when America came on. Their music fills me with nostalgia. Not in this song, but in others, they outrightly sing about poetry and books and trying to pin meaning down or capture meaning where it may not exist. Words to justify, words to almost claw beauty out of emptiness. My heart/soul yearns towards those things... words, beautiful ones... ones filled with the same ache that my heart feels... it wakes up a part inside myself to hear my own longings voiced out loud.
Simon and Garfunkel - America
I'm looking forward to the train ride into the city, so I can read more of Hamlet on the train. Shakespeare is a nice balm to the soul when I need some literary inspiration/rejuvenation.
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Thanks for sharing your thoughts. :)