A spontaneous autobiographical disclosure. A free-form slo-mo listening party. A song a day. Yours to enjoy.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Gentle marching
Another side of moodiness. I love the sound of pianos more and more, especially when they feel like they're carrying me across long shapeless fields in late afternoon. Which is what I'm hearing here. Much more than anything to do with Paris.
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