maybe hot take but I actually think close my eyes is sadder than wfttwtaf as a whole. like wfttwtaf as an album could be reflecting on a moment of crisis, spiralling from the shock of getting back from holiday and realising you feel so behind in everything youre trying to do that you don’t ever know if it’ll be okay and it just reminds you of everything else that’s going on—ending with a song about how you can face it, how you’ve been doing the same thing again and again but expecting different outcomes your whole life but now you’re aware of it (with the implications that maybe you’ll try things different now). even diamonds is a testament of survival; I’m so much older than I ever though I would be; of your worries coming to nothing, it was always going to be fine in the end. even mum is the victory of actually reaching out to someone who can genuinely help for the first time, letting them in, not worrying anymore about making them worry for you but deciding that doing what it takes to survive is better and to stick around for them you’ve gotta let them help. but close my eyes is just ‘I regret my entire life’ and I genuinely don’t know how to put a positive spin on it
Prepare yourself, the following is a documentation of my current existence
- the first two are just me chillin during my morning guitar ritual, wake up and play
- bought a BBQ
- here’s where it gets strange, I’m practicing my fire twirling skills and in my head I seem to think that’s what they do at Pomona beach/ Huntington Beach New Year’s Eve 😂 big things coming from this
- “throwing ass” to prince on an FM radio in my house that I use for some reason now? It just feels good to listen too
- hungover at pampas Brazilian food at the grove
- getting massive beers with my bud @mrjmachanson
- doing 100 sumo squats a day for the foreseeable future
- with my green Gretsch shooting a video in the forest in Malibu at night time, creepy but cool