The dream of the third attention

London Grammar

This British indie pop trio is my newest musical discovery and I am absolutely loving their haunting sounds and beautiful metaphors. Their début album If You Wait has been playing on a loop on all my devices and the track Strong is the official soundtrack to my current state of melancholy. It's one of the most perfect songs I've ever heard.

Wasting My Young Years is an articulation of disillusionment encountered by young people who did everything they were supposed to be at the promise of a certain future but now find themselves living a reality in which that future has been snatched from under their feet because of the reckless and negligent actions of those who came before them. Now they cannot enjoy their youth as they struggle to survive and to make it worse they are regretful of having wasted their early youth on a formula that has proven to be flawed. I dedicate this one to the president of my country. Enjoy!

If indeed you are "difficult" to love...

Warsan Shire is a quietly insightful and honest poet whose poem below resonates profoundly and almost uncomfortably with me. This goes straight into my "big green forever book."

for women who are ‘difficult’ to love

you are a horse running alone 

and he tries to tame you

compares you to an impossible highway

to a burning house

says you are blinding him

that he could never leave you

forget you

want anything but you

you dizzy him, 

you are unbearable

every woman before or after you

is doused in your name

you fill his mouth

his teeth ache with memory of taste

his body just a long shadow seeking yours

but you are always too intense

frightening in the way you want him

unashamed and sacrificial

he tells you that no man can live up to the one who lives in your head

and you tried to change didn’t you?

closed your mouth more

tried to be softer

prettier

less volatile, 

less awake

but even when sleeping 

you could feel him traveling away from you in his dreams

so what did you want to do love

split his head open?

you can’t make homes out of human beings

someone should have already told you that

and if he wants to leave

then let him leave

you are terrifying

and strange 

and beautiful

something not everyone knows how to love

- Warsan Shire