Laura Veirs — Where Gravity Is Dead

The problem with only eight gig of space in the mp3 player is that there’s this rotation. Everything I want can’t fit. This is also a strength as I’m forced to shuffle around and remove things in order to add new albums. There’s no room for anything I don’t want to listen to right now. Being a pre-cog is hard work though.

So due to the trip I’ve filled it with things that reminds me of autumn and winter. Laura Veirs is winter for me. Long scarves and the snow going crunch underneath the boots. Wind scratching the cheeks, the nose slightly numb. I don’t think there’s snow where I’m going but still… Winter’s still here.