Finally, I get to write a review from my bed. I'm currently in quarantine, which means my room is my cage -- or my sanctuary, depending on how you look at it. Either way, it's days like these that I wish I had painted my room a fun color. Yet, I know there will be days where I'd like it this rusty white one. Why isn't easily interchangeable wallpaper popular yet?
The above is one of many reasons I prefer music to painting my walls, it's more accessible for whatever mood you're in. Right now, that's a Godford mood. I'm going to use his words to sum up what exactly that is:
I'm in the middle of that bridge between innocent romantic and rave. I don't want to choose between those two feelings. I'm hiding my face because I think my body isn't reflecting who I really am. When I meet people in real I feel I can express easily who I am but through a screen or any media I'm feeling uncomfortable. Music in general is a non-binary place where everyone can express their deepest feelings
Peep his Spotify for other exciting... things? Vibes? Music.