yeah, all these stammer words to start, huh?... well, listening marketa irglova, i find myself asking myself, how could i not lova?... i mean, how could i not love her?... she has the voice but much more, the longing combined with broken hearted hope in her voice that can send shivers down my spine... so i wonder where have i been the last seven years that she's been performing and why our paths have not crossed before now... but they have, some years ago i recall listening to falling slowly and the swell season (listen here, but the attraction to her voice was not so strong then... perhaps because glen hansard was lead most of the time... and once... i remember liking it, but... perhaps it is the way her voice has mature matured... or more likely, it's having just watched once, aye?... to see people as good as they can be...
gotta love the hopefulness in her, overlooking the human delusions cuz my illusions are much better for me, after all lol lam...
narf :)
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