I've been listening to a lot of music in the sky with diamonds lately. The stream of aural gems has come from the likes of Memory Tapes, Gang Gang Dance, Bon Iver, New Buffalo, Four Tet and you get the idea.
Then I stand back and look myself in the mirror. I don't know who I am anymore.
I wonder at what point I stopped caring about bangers. Uh-huh.
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