for some odd reason, for almost a month now, whenever i'm doing something and turn around and have a moment of silence as i try to remember what it is that i need to do next, the following part of ezra's "King of New Orleans" pops in my head:

Any way you look
Any way you talk it over
It's easier
To let it slip out of your mind

But it rips your heart out
Then it kicks your head in
Would you give him one more chance
To try and see the beauty in his world

All the way in on my hands
In on my feet and shoulders
Gonna make
Twenty dollars 'fore the weekends over

weird.

music has been such a spiritual experience for me lately. i love notes and how they blend together, how emotion is portrayed not only in lyrics, but in instruments as well.

i love it ALL.

well, mostly all.

i've been having a constant eargasm, i have.