This song has been doing the rounds on social media in the last month/few months... I heard the original version about a year ago maybe and liked it but this slowed down and reverbed version just does something completely different... I think, judging by some of the comments on YouTube, it has caught the imagination of many...





I think, perhaps, it has summed up the particular brand of romantic nihilism this generation adhere to...and actually, not just them because I am technically of the Boomer generation, and I know that many of my peers who would not necessarily like this music but would relate to that general feeling of misplaced belief and jubilance in the status quo my generation have been encouraged to subscribe to. Because, no... Life is not a bed of roses... For many, the past looks as bleak as the future and even focusing too hard on the present can be painful. But full on nihilism doesn't quite cut it either because... Without some form of hope (however fragile), what's the fucking point?

Solitude. The name of the song. This piece of music is a juxtaposition of utter deliciousness. The lyrics speak of yearning... Of hope... Yet an understanding that this may be fruitless. The music echoes that but somehow sharply focuses upon that ache (we have all felt at one time or another) of comprehending the sheer largesse of how pointless hoping is sometimes (as hope does not directly effect outcome)...but knowing that to give up means certain death. It is not the blind glee of New Born Christians, full of indoctrination and fear; it is more primal than that... Cos, man cannot live on bread alone and happiness... Happiness is a speck of dust... It is transitory... It is being and nothingness... It is all we once were and all we could be... Sometimes it is simply waking up and being grateful you are alive. But it is not permanence... And despite how much understanding that hurts, we are hardwired to keep seeking it...

So, this was my dance today... An ode to Autumn, to Solitude, to Inertia, to Jouissance, to the Human Condition...


Back in time
I left a part of me
I wanna see if you can try
To bring it back to me
You gotta go
Where I cry
I'm taking on the tears
I wanna see if you can try
Drink a little bit of it
Just a little lonely
Where I am
I'm ticking back in time
I wanna see if you can spot
You finally calm my head at night
I need you
No I don't
Just keep me one more time
While I try to be a friend
So we can beat the end

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(S)llew la Wulf
(S)llew la Wulf

Yet another artist screaming (colourfully) into the void. I like to dance. I write. I do self portraiture and i draw... I cover topics ranging from racial bias to female sexuality to capitalism to rape culture and of course, love ❤️


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