And I'm back. Again.
I need help. These days I'm just not doing those stuff that I actually enjoy doing. Like blogging and ehh..you know....a few other stuff.
I need motivation. You gotta motivate me. Yes, Im talking to you few handful who actually read this blog and not really the ones who comment cos they know there is a chance of me returning the favor in the form of a comment or by following.
I feel like a pig. And I bet pigs are having way more fun than I am right now. What the fuck am I even saying? How do i know what it feels to feel like a pig? !
I think Im just frustrated. Yes, that's what this is all about.
But fuck it.
Tristesse Contemporaine are a Parisian trio who makes electro/ psych pop dance tunes. Their self titled album is one of the best albums I've listened to this year. It's hypnotic.
Here's my favourite track from the album. I Didn't Know. It's dope, I'm telling you.
And it seems last year in july, the band disappeared at the Heathrow airport. Once the airline noticed that they were missing they called the police who started a search immediately. After a week they were found wandering somewhere near the European Space Agency and they had no clue of what happened the past week since their disappearance. Experts say they had a black out whereas some others say that apparently it was "The call of a higher power". They still have no idea whatever the fuck happened that week.
Now is that creepy or what?! o.O