Brian Duricy - Spooky Black's Leaving EP: Life as a cycle of grief [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I’m live-writing this review/blog post/catharsis as i listen to leaving, the new ep from minnesotan snow-colored crooner spooky black. he’s the culmination of the weeknd, james blake, and yung lean; the first true disciple to their holy trinity. i thought i’d be able to write intelligible critiques and observations about the sounds emanating from my neon pink headphones, but the ep has already left me paralyzed; i’m slogging through a dissociative experience as my body fights within itself to determine which of my functions most resembles the efficiency of sprinting in a tar pit. there’s a definitive kitschy quality to his work, this mid-teens white boy rocking du-rags cannot possibly have released the best r&b work this year, right? but r&b, or pbr&b, in the spooky strain, seeks to dominate the inexplicable, ethereal sadness within us all. the longing, screaming without sound, vomiting hopelessness while sexual depravity and desire dance around you. there are no stages of grief on this ep. there is only sadness. the sadness that ultimately arises when one knows childish bliss once again, the ecstatic feeling that only occurs when one is born and when one realizes their birth

As i wrote this, my conscience flung a few previously well-hidden desires back at me. i was inspired to fulfill them during my time listening to each song. and i chronicled them with selfies, natch

Leaving made me:

Text my first girlfriend again



Take fully-clothed dick pics

Cuddle with anxiety medicine

Worship the guide to love