When i fall in love with an artist, a genre, or an album, i tend to listen to it over and over and over again until my ears bleed.
It was the end of September 2006 and i fell in love with French songs.
Though I went to Paris way back in 1997, I don't know why I fell for their songs. I don't know any French. I am not so keen on French culture. Heck, I don't even know a single French word!
But maybe that's exactly what captured my fancy. Whenever I listen to it, I feel I am somewhere else. Far from here. Far from such familiar sadness. Far from regular problems. Far from constant disappointments. Far from my existing lonely space.
When October 2006 came, my family and I went to Malaysia for vacation. This time I am physically away from my depressing little world and it was --- GREAT! I met new people. Saw new things. Ate weird stuff. Slept in different places. Bought useless things. And I loved it!
To top it all, I was listening to my French playlist! I was on top of the world, the world in my narcissistic mind.
But of course, i had to return to reality. So here I am again, just waiting for another escape.
Maybe I should listen to Indian music and go somewhere near Turkey. What do you think?
2 comments:
how about azerbaijan?...baku in particular?! :P
me too, i tend to listen to my favorite song over and over again until Apol's ears bleed! :D
wawa naman si apol. jologs na nga ang pinakikinggan, dudugo pa ang tenga! hahaha
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