i spent much of this morning trying to describe my feelings about what's happening in london. but there aren't enough words.
biright eyes played towards the end of day one at lollapalooza. i was standing way at the back. not paying too much attention. i had instagram out, was people watching and daydreaming. and then conor played what follows. and of all the songs i heard over the course of the three days--of all the music--it's the one i can't get out of my head. the one i found most halting and beautiful--with the greatest meaning.
the progression is simple and stunning.
and on this tuesday morning, with my heavy boots, it seems particularly meaningful.