"Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the men of old; seek what they sought."
Yesterday I finally got my hands on The National’s Trouble Will Find Me. I’ve worn out my copies of each of their albums and this album will be no exception. Listening to The National makes me sad but it’s this candid, poignant melancholy. Its beautiful intricate lyrical bliss. “I have only two emotions, careful fear and dead devotion. I can’t get the balance right.” It’s strangely comforting, knowing that someone out there is feeling the exact same way I do. They’re one of the few bands that still make “albums” too, actual albums.
Anyone want to be my film buddy for the Sydney Film Festival? I’m watching Museum Hours, Stoker, Before Midnight, Final Cut Ladies and Gentlemen, Lasting, Blancanieves, Mood Indigo, Frances Ha, Upstream Colour, Only God Forgives and The Past.