Playing Music
Ad-Rock screams into my ears, penetrating my muscles, compelling me to play the notes with precision. Kunal's on the drums, locked in a trance that makes his hands a blur. The energy radiating from the giant speaker next to me threatens to knock me off my feet.
Gods Of Rock
Ad-Rock screams into my ears, penetrating my muscles, compelling me to play the notes with precision. Kunal's on the drums, locked in a trance that makes his hands a blur. The energy radiating from the giant speaker next to me threatens to knock me off my feet.
Everybody, Everybody Knows
“Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere” meant something specific for Young, in a strange city where the weather never changes, dreaming of a bit of a breeze that never seemed to come.
Two Notes
I follow the jangling, frenetic music, conducting along with my hands, punctuating the heavy bass notes. The song feels like descending into a well of insanity, into chaos, and I’m glad.
My Pop Education
I can learn by listening. Listening and Listening and more Listening until eventually my parents insist that I take my headphones off and “be present” or get grounded.