To the man who taught me the beauty of stillness and simplicity, on his birthday…
In this post, I will refer to Harrison on a first name basis, simply because he feels like my friend or my surrogate grandfather from another life.
Today is February 25th – the late George Harrison’s birthday.
It’s the only day in February I actively try to remember but always fail to, falling right in the one month I’d rather not think about because its short existence makes me question time itself.
Which, fitting enough, is what I feel George Harrison was all about. Not feeling any dominance over this world, over our illusion of time, and over whatever it is we think we know about either.
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My yearlong obsession with these Californian boys…
Artwork by Sofía Zelaya.
According to Spotify’s yearly recount, I spent 146 hours listening to The Beach Boys in 2019. Their music feels like nothing else to me.
Listening to their complex harmonies has been my coping mechanism during difficult times, as has been reading about their history, full of ups and downs.
And it turns out the world of The Beach Boys is quite the rabbit hole.
Continue reading “Playlist Time: Sensitive Music for Sensitive People – A Beach Boys Mixtape”
Living the TV chef dream, one smooth jazz tune at a time…
With food being one of life’s biggest pleasures, it’s no wonder why the music we associate with it is always somewhat sensual.
Just watch any cooking show and you’ll hear it: cheesy jazz, salsa and bossanova playing as Nigella Lawson makes her favorite homemade ramen or Giada De Laurentiis shows us how to perfect a decadent lasagna. Food, it appears, turns us on. (And so does Nigella Lawson.)
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