Whether you’re driving back home, chilling by pool, or just sat at a coffee shop killing time, there’s something about the last few hours before the sun sets during summer that feels a bit heartwarming, and simultaneously bittersweet – Call it the 5:00PM shadow cast, the sepia faded tone over your roses colored glasses, or simply, longing.
Late last month, a post came to surface and raided almost everyone’s instagram timeline (mine included). It was about a new music festival, yes a festival, called “Palm” which was set to take place in The Kingdom of Bahrain within the next year.
Old habits surely die hard, but when it comes to music, such habits or beats in this case remain for a lifetime, or just until the hype’s over at least (shrugs).
It’s intolerable, and amongst everything that has been partially bearable this past year, it seems like this specific conundrum has put so many in so much unease – it’s when your train of thought happens to run on a track with no grease, creating an abrade screech that seizes you at any moment; Mental Disorders.
I think of you so often, and it’s hard not to do so – I’ve tried, but to no avail. In all honesty, It doesn’t shock me; I mean why would it, we’ve immersed into each other’s lives so immensely that it’s hard not to pick myself up and not be drenched with the imprinted thoughts that you’ve left behind.
It took around three years for Solange Knowles to release her second album, and awhile the wait, we were all amidst things that never seemed to fuck, and being locked within our own closets. As for Banks, it was more of a waiting game (pun intended).
Change; It’s what causes things to crumble, and reform. Perceived as an inevitable factor in life, It doesn’t necessarily bring good with it, but that’s all based on how you view it – I guess?
Vulnerability; god forbid that we speak about it out loud, but it’s a feeling that we try to hide, and eventually talk about after maybe the 5th glass of merlot, an emotional get together with your best friend, or when you talk to that special someone and accidentally lay all of your issues, worries, and emotional roller coaster stories on a silver platter. Read more…
It’s been a busy month, and a few days. It’s been filled with medical care, hustlin’, and SATC… Checkout this weekend’s playlist, for him featuring DVSN, Chance The Rapper, Jojo, and Troye Sivan’s floral art, with Alessia Cara.
It all started with the somewhat kinky vibes at Chrisopher Shannon’s SS17 menswear collection at LCM, which I’ll post about this coming week, followed by my search for artists on Tumblr, which lead to this weekend’s playlist title “Bonkers Got Me Bonkered