You know this place,
you know this gloom?
We’ve been here before.
When life is a loop,
you’re in a room without a door.
Like a once-familiar bodega or post office, The Notwist’s Neon Golden transports me to an eerie memory aura thing that doesn’t really represent a time in space, but more of a mindset — a system of beliefs, an emotionally raw moment of life when I was unsure of almost everything.
I know this is so 2003 but it is still so good.