Strangers

Cold, windy Sunday put me in a bit of a spin. Allergies, cracked skin, a weird sense of unease. The kind of day where doing anything seems like the wrong thing and doing nothing feels the same way. Sometimes you don't feel like yourself, and sometimes you think it's possible for the brain to glitch enough that you become a different person for a little while until it resets itself. Here's a song from a band I don't remember hearing about and whose music is tied to no memory and yet feels totally familiar to me. Maybe I'm just channeling my German doppelganger.

1. Futurologischer Congress - Rote Autos