Last.fm is like the friend you don't have that just has the cataclysmic taste in music so powerful you find yourself avoiding them because every other word is a song suggestion. And this is not because they’re bad people, or annoying or arrogant… too much good music at once is just overwhelming. And on Last.fm, actually liking what you hear is inevitable because they synch up your iTunes and get all the information on the kind of music you like and create this monster of a radio station that only plays good. music. O_O
So… I limit my use of that transcendent little webbie in order to enjoy new artists one at a time. And fully. And it was on one of those routine walks about the airwaves that a devilish little guy called Voxtrot stuck out his foot and tripped me and made me fall irrevocably in love with a music that spoke out so honestly and voiced all the things that I’d been troubled about all week. And one Voxtrot song in particular, “Brother In Conflict,” stuck out more than the song about sending letters, and the song about the destructive banalities of life or the song about winter. “Brother In Conflict” was the song about humanity. And one line that’s just so so relevant to this whole project rings out like a friendly phone call breaking the silence of days and weeks and months, and it goes like this:
“I turned my back on beauty, it’s a manmade crime.”
And what is more manmade and “beautiful” than the narcissistic animal of fashion? I have a love hate relationship with fashion. I have a lot of emotional stock on the artistic and aesthetic aspects of life. So fashion as art is the obvious justification for being so captivated by it- something to distract you from thinking about vanity.
But that doesn’t change the fact that having underpaid, overworked, blistered third-world country hands sew up thousands upon thousands of versions of the same identical tasteless black dress you got for $15 at Forever 21 for the sake of buying something… is tasteless.
Brother In Conflict by Voxtrot
Sheree
i dont know if you can see who this is, so... this is parisa