I think I like house
edo is going to behave as though I have personally betrayed him. #
I think I like house. There. Published. Evidence exists now. I don’t mean I’ve suddenly stopped liking everything else and tomorrow I’m selling the hardcore CDs to buy white trousers and become a different human being. I just mean I finally understand where house belongs for me. Tonight we started somewhere very polished for drinks, one of those places where the room itself looks expensive and everybody is still paying attention to everybody else’s clothes. House was playing and instead of treating it as background I caught myself actually listening. Then later we went somewhere harder and the transition made perfect sense. House at the beginning when you’re still talking. Techno when the night starts moving. Hardcore when you want absolutely nothing polite left.
I told Edo when I came home. His answer was simply `no`. No punctuation. No argument. Apparently the Lecco Hardcore Tribunal has rejected my application. I told him tomorrow I’ll listen to Britney followed by Nosferatu just to make his evening worse.
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.