edo has reached loano through msn

you can move to the sea but lecco will still send you hardcore. #

Edo asked tonight whether I had `”gone house”` because I keep mentioning summer nights and house music. I told him yes, completely, I have thrown away every hardcore CD and now wear white permanently. He sent me Tommyknocker and Nosferatu as emergency treatment. The file transfer crawled along while I could literally hear the sea outside, which is such a strange combination of worlds that I wanted to photograph the computer screen.

I still love hardcore. Summer hasn’t changed that. House simply fits certain summer nights better. Then sometimes I want something hard enough to remove every thought from my head. Tonight I’m sitting here with headphones, blonde hair still smelling faintly of salt, pink nails, listening to something Edo sent from Lecco. This is probably the most accurate portrait of me anybody is going to get.

Remember me, Eclipse.