Blah blah more Burial. What's left in my arsenal to say about this guy? Apart from everything, after years of trying, I'm still yet to convey how his music makes me feel.
After another slightly hedonistic weekend, it's Monday again and though my good mood is still there, it's facing an uphill struggle against fatigue, still feeling slightly drunk and general messiness. It was lovely to meet up with old friends again, Bright Club was fantastic and a Sunday consisting of Jurassic Park, Fifa and Little Big Planet is always an achievement.
The feeling of exhaustion has always personally been coupled with Burial, the floating and spacious nature of his music accurately reflecting the feeling of barely being present in either my body or the situation that body is in. I also find that emptiness strangely comforting, when you barely the only thing to rescue you from your fragile state is sleep, Burial's unobtrusive construction's are just perfect.
Here's Fostercare from the marvellous 2009 compilation 5 Years of Hyperdub.
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