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Maybe Godot doesn’t come because we are waiting for him with others. A person. Alone. Lo-fi arpeggios of a detuned guitar wander around the hall, following the thread of a disconnected intimacy, fragile and bewildered melancholy that no longer dares to open the window.
Maybe Godot doesn’t come because we are waiting for him with others. A person. Alone.
Lo-fi arpeggios of a detuned guitar wander around the hall, following the thread of a disconnected intimacy, fragile and bewildered melancholy that no longer dares to open the window.
Dive into Smog’s ‘Julius Caesar’ and experience a haunting journey of solitude and subtle beauty.
Few artists convey unease, melancholy, oppression, loneliness so genuinely. Smog skillfully suggests the idea of a life that gradually slips away, but that never really wanted to be life.
Few artists convey unease, melancholy, oppression, loneliness so genuinely.
Smog skillfully suggests the idea of a life that gradually slips away, but that never really wanted to be life.
Sit back, listen deeply, and explore the melancholic beauty of Smog's Julius Caesar today.
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