album review
So Tonight That I Might See
Everyone knows ‘Fade Into You’ from some melancholy television montage. The entire album is that: narcotic, dust-coated, somnolent desert songs engineered for staring out of a window at two in the morning. Hope Sandoval scarcely raises her voice above a murmur, and you are undone regardless.
what it left me with
There exists a species of sadness that is not a crisis, merely a weather system passing through. It does not require repair. You may simply sit inside it, provided the soundtrack is right.
this is one entry from a wandering list of films, books, shows and albums, kept by someone trying to live a slightly more deliberate life.
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