Review Summary: A world that can only be viewed through sound and emotion.
If I were to sleep it off, I wouldn’t have come so far. Those feelings of excruciating pain are all gone, and here lies the body of a teenage boy who was worked up so much about the present. There isn’t an explanation to the thick haze of mystery surrounding the inevitable, but one can dive into the feelings of the true anxiety I felt. The feelings spin off of each other like a record, and intertwine to form a world unlike any other. Most have come here searching for a place without the barriers of feelings and perseverance following them. Some cannot wait to relinquish all of their inner consciousness into the music, but I chose to stay and enjoy the view.
Nothing means the same to me. I don’t see people as I used to, and the world around me has changed so much. I’m no longer that young careless kid I used to be. My feelings have sharpened, and my emotions have cemented into concrete. I came here before, but why has the view changed so much? The night seems to hasten my thoughts, forming opinions that I would find illogical in the morning. The color changes in an instant, and I can’t help but gazing with my eyes fixated on the ground. A world created purely of imagination and simple feelings is just an allusion to my real life endeavors. I still look over the balcony, and stare down at the city streets below me. The streets are littered with life, and the streetlights dance upon them while I stand here alone.
It’s interesting to see how others can go about their night, and feel a glimpse of fun for the first time in their miserable lives. I can remember the downpour of tears from my love’s cheek the night I sang “Never Meant” to her. I may have sounded like a dying animal, but she still gave me that same silly smile that I grew to love. A song drenched with soft tears, was able to cheer up someone who just lost their mother. I still can’t believe it to this day, and I always try to find a deeper meaning in the text. So I frequently visited the balcony, to gaze upon the brightly lit city. Such a simple sight means so much, and I can only pick out a few reasons why without getting caught in awe. Those days of sobbing and crying are over, and the future couldn’t feel farther away.
Could it be the hazel atmosphere, or the crystal surface? The music makes me understand that there was something hidden here that only I would understand later in life. As I gaze upon the city tonight, I look up for the first time in my life, to withstand the light of a million stars glowing down on me. Looking down has occupied my time so much, that I’ve never thought of looking up on the world. To discover that the meaning wasn’t only to connect me with a similar life, but a way for me to shape my own. I don’t know the correct amount of time I fixed my gaze on the sky, but sunset came early. The bright stars were replaced slowly by a maroon blanket, before the great yellow sun rose beyond the horizon. I could only smile, and realize that this world was created to foreshadow empty feelings.
The music has been simplified to one feeling with each new listen, and each listen plants that same silly smile on my face. The words of Mike Kinsella are so simple, but are able to surround the listener into sensation of realism and relaxation. It truly grows onto the listener like me, and I no longer see this as some album to break down to, but an album to enjoy. I was missing it all my life, even though I searched for it with every ounce of energy in my mind. This is truly an example of fine art, and it will forever leave its imprint on music as a whole.
