Tag: Finding new music

My dear librarian the rainmaker

30 years later I still remember what he looked like: in his late thirties, although he looked much older from my teenage perspective, already bald with only a tiny bit of hair left around his ears, quite tall and serious but friendly brown eyes. Bambi eyes. He had a bit of a hunchback posture, but…


My own graveyard of unappreciated songs

I’m like a woman who stands in front of her wardrobe to conclude that she has nothing to wear, even though she has hundreds of dresses and just as many matching shoes. When it comes to music I understand the feeling and the sentiment. It is not really about having nothing to wear, or nothing…


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