Friday 18 January 2013

The Memory Effect.

Memories might only be faded photographs of something that doesn’t exist any more, but sometimes they can be significant. They can put down markers to a story still extant. They show you where you were then compared with where you are now, and you wonder how the hell you got from one to the other. And nothing is better at triggering memories than music.

So it is with this. It’s all about priestesses and playing games and discovering what is most profound in human connection.

It’s also a timeless little gem, even if it doesn’t trigger any memories and have you glancing at Elysian Fields.


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