I wanted new words. I wanted new music to try and explain myself. I wanted a new scene in which I could lose myself all too thoroughly.His voice touched me. Shocked me. Made me gasp. Broke me. Pieced me together again.How do you explain the pure sensory assault? It's not just his voice- that raspy, orgasmic mix of pure man with the cheeky undertone hinting at boy, "root beer" indeed.It's all to...
Never having been one for the soothing, haunting voices of an "older" crooner, my edge of seventeen soul has been (to date) too enraptured by the classic, 'emo' screams of too-loud rock bands with their somewhat paltry and lacking, (in comparison to her) lyrics.But yesterday, in a fit of desperation to soothe the aching something felt by my jaded teen spirit, I stumbled across the soulful croon...