Talk about the passion. Well, it seems everyone’s doing it. Some even know what passion means. This is what and how I feel about music. But the thing that shocks me most is this: although I have a huge music collection, there are still great musicians who I simply don’t know, some of which I will find some point later in my life, and perhaps many more I will never discover. And that last bit hurts me.

How can I love music so much and not have it all? Or maybe that’s the point.

Case in point last night. Another flick through the music channels on my TV. Came across this song. Imagine Daydream Nation era Sonic Youth with the shoegazing ambience of My Bloody Valentine (when sung by Bilinda Butcher). Mix in some shuffling drums, Nirvana guitars, a splash of piano and obligatory soft but strong vocals.

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