The sky, coloured slowly, into fascinating reds, orange, and yellow sunlight. We passed the bridge, on our smooth way back, towards nightfall. The bridge stood the same, as it always has, and the people were still there, selling their corn, selling their drink, selling their lives. Not for better ones.
Edit: This post has been removed. I realised via Google Analytics that it was one of my most popular posts, but it was just a personal story and does not give any interesting information that might be suitable if you have frequently nosebleeds when swimming (or the inverse as was my case, where my nosebleeds […]
Grab Sigur Rós, Amina, The Postal Service and The Faint, put them in a mixer. Will it blend? The sound of Fanfarlo’s debut album, Reservoir, stands as a more active version than Sigur Rós, a more Rock version than Amina, a more Acoustic version than The Postal Service, with vocals similar to The Faint’s. The […]