The indescribable emotions this song gives me are for kind of odd reasons but it's been playing in my head since I woke up this morning and I feel like my spirit is going to leave my body listening to it rn
“As we all know, we are living in a world within another. A place of specific curation and design where the mind is the chief architect in command. I often wonder who the mind is working for? Who is behind the curtain pulling the strings and transmitting the messages?”
i like pretty much all of angelo de augustine's albums but it is kinda disappointing how he went from sounding not necessarily unique (lord knows there's a constant deluge of sad boy acoustic indie folk) but at least like himself to. sufjan stevens 2 even suffier