franchino season
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summer belonged to house more than I expected, autumn belongs to darker rooms again. #
Franchino tonight. Ricky Le Roy. Progressive. Techno. I didn’t realise how much I missed exactly this until I was there. Summer music had become lighter without me really planning it. House worked with sea air and dresses and walking around without a coat. Now we’re back inside dark rooms and everything makes sense becoming heavier again.
Yuri says my musical taste is seasonal. Possibly. I also eat different things in August and December. Nobody accuses pasta of inconsistency.
Remember me, Eclipse.
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