A name that means river

I woke up unaware that I would listen to this song and suddenly be pummeled back to the early 2010s. I am longing for the energy that created the buzz of people in the concert halls and streets of the Hongik University area---the same energy that connected me to all the strangers around me.  There's some consolation knowing that there was a time to think back to like this.  The river flows continuously and you're still part of this river that sweeps you back to times as well as takes you forward. I wonder...in 10 years or so, when the river takes me back to now, what will I be feeling? Or will the river always take me back to the early 2010s?

Wishes

 

Home

 Somewhere back then is where I would go if I could go home.  What happens when home isn't a place anymore but yesterday? 

Finding touch in sound

 This was part of stilton's list on trills on the RYM website, and I just immediately loved it so much.  Lately, I've been infatuated with recordings and/or pieces that seem to include all the sounds of the fingers, the breathing, all things palpable.  This feels like it shivers, it feels like light tapping, like a soft gust of wind flowing past your face, little spaces between bubbles, froth in the mouth, the spit forming in the instrument.  I realize that I'm in such need of intimacy that I find myself enamored with and of the human gestures behind these sounds.