chris liebing
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
there is nothing delicate about tonight except the top I wore to it. #
Chris Liebing tonight. Dark, relentless, disciplined. Exactly the right word is probably physical, but not in the same way hardcore is physical. Hardcore hits me immediately. This was pressure. It kept building without becoming messy, and I love when somebody can make hard music sound controlled rather than simply loud. I was wearing pale blue and white, by the way, because apparently I enjoy visually contradicting the room.
Yuri says this is now `”my thing.”`
I didn’t know I had a thing.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.