Talking Heads,

All I know is since I was a kid, I’ve been listening to your amazing collection of music. I find it to be indescribeable, simply because I do not feel I have the right to label you. When I was younger, I used to run around in my dad’s Misfit shirts singing “Psycho Killer” “Take Me To The River” and “Road To Nowhere” not quite understanding the concept of lyrics. Music. The artistry behind your collective works. This love affair subtley influenced my love for David Byrne. Not only as a singer, but as a musician and an artist.

As I grew up and became more aware of your music, I also became more aware of your lyrics. “Life During Wartime” was one of the many forces that pushed me towards politics.

Tonight while I was driving home, I was listening to the album “Little Creatures” lost in the entrancing instrumentals combined with the harmonious and ecclectic vocals of each song. It helped the tension slip away. Not any tension from previously held company, just simple road blocks that have been all the more prominent in my head since after park jam.

Right now I’m wathing Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, helping put together a collection of contemporary sources that can be examples to those unaware of the inner workings of the system, which in turn is helping me learn about this as well. It’s kind of cool. I guess. Though I’m not very cool, so maybe I’m making it uncool. I realized maybe looking into the Marxist Literary Theory, let alone my own paranoia and suspicions… I can see political subtext in anything. Except for Food Network. That will forever stay somewhat holy.

I’m rambling now. Look at what “Life During Wartime” has pushed me through.

Winding down,
Kayla

P.S. – I Love Luna Lovegood.