What does Cities Aviv mean to me?
Is he the relentlessly immature figment of my psyche that wishes to encapsulate every beauty that surrounds it, but no matter how much it reaches out it falls short of its embrace by just a few inches? Is it tormented by its frailty? Its powerlessness? Was its arm ever close enough to absorbing every fragment of beauty that it could see? What if it wasn't inches away, but miles, hell, light years away? Would it be that naive to believe it could still ... read more
I love sincere albums, theres a lasting warmth in its grounded nature and its grotesque depictions of the unfortunately mundane atrocities that occur on a daily basis all around us. Pretty in a way most people would find ugly
I genuinely cannot express how beautiful duk koo kim is, from the impeccable songwriting to the allegory of the fateful boxing match where the Korean lost his life. It encompasses so much, those 14 minutes go by quick
The album is an hour long trip of melancholy in its purest form, it is gentle, understanding, incredibly cold, yet strangely comforting
Desolate. Thats the only word i can muster for this album, heavily yet beautifully desolate.