Take a look at my old blogs that consist of mainly poetical random thoughts, and total crap. Bambit
My kind of thing to indulge the past.
Elizabeth Fraser – Cocteau Twins
Image from somewhere in the internet
Their song evoke such personal memories. Once, it was around midnight, Heaven or Las Vegas reverberated from my car’s speaker then suddenly my brakes failed. Hell-arious.
To my youthful ears it was a revelation. They came from five minutes down the road but they sounded like they’re from another galaxy, and that’s how it should stay.