What a top track this is (tsk, Red Guitar by David Sylvian).
I love the flow and inconsistency of mood, and the tacit acknowledgement of being a failure, because one is more bothered about other stuff (ie red guitars). The inability to focus, to be determined, to give, frankly, a flying fuck about things everyone else loves. Even, the recognition of emotion and love but the simultaneous distancing from it.
If you ask me, I may tell you: it's been this way for years.
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Life in Tokyo, still my favourite...
Not many people remember Japan, but they should be made to.
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