An untitled collage of deliberation experienced by a displaced soul, from a musical perspective. Raw things and retro vibes, vinyl rotation rides, musical therapy tribe, poetry and rhythm collision, smiles with lost positions, peace of mind must be their mission. Vagabond on...

"Times are hard for Dreamers" ~Amelie~

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Still from Andy Warhol's Sleep, 1963, starring John Giorno

I'm an 19 year old student from Manchester (England), studying Philosophy. My music tastes are very varied, with few underlying trends. Having said that, my mixes are mostly populated by indie rock, alternative rock, classic rock, and post-rock. Almost all my mixes are around an hour long.

All photos by the author, except where noted.

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"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to talk, mad to live, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding." - Jack Kerouac

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My mind was filled with that great song "Lover Man" as Billie Holiday sings it; I had my own concert in the bushes. "Someday we'll meet, and you'll dry all my tears, and whisper sweet, little things in my ear, hugging and a-kissing, oh what we've been missing, Lover Man, oh where can you be..." It's not the words so much as the great harmonic tune and the way Billie sings it, like a woman stroking her man's hair in soft lamplight. The winds howled. I got cold. —On the Road, Jack Kerouac

You are the music while the music lasts. ~T.S. Eliot