We need some life here. Old life. Seen over time in glimpses. Notice the little guy in the red jacket appearing twice.
I'm really quite buggered with Natasja dying just like that. Never before felt like that for someone I've never met in person. She's my Lady Di i think.
All the music that will never be.
The only consolation is the fact that she was on Jamaica. Had just played a concert. Was driving away from it in the company of her best friend. Stoned, drunk and happy as can be. That was her state of mind when she died. And that could be worse.
Give her some airtime this summer.
Tree by James Balog - via Pruned