To choose a song...

To choose a song one must consider all senses before the song can be realized.

1. Rockets bursting in the background spewing majesty incurring visions of pompous Luwig Van or the mighty Zeppelin or mellodramatic servant- Sigur Ros, no that does not fit the glove that feeds, no there is more to the scene.

2. The slight hint of chocolate in my mouth (from a cookie) drowned by the icy water sitting aside me on a table - within those cubes and sweet aftertastes there holds the fragility of fluidness- folk, jazz or rnb lavishing the prance of modern indulgence, mayhaps some standards by Miles, bebop by Parker, Ray Charles would be nice too. No, they don't fit the glove either.

Something is missing from all these.

3. And finally, something to capture but not drown out the drone of the air conditioner and its steadfast meditation. Ravi Shankar, no, Tabla solos, no. Bleh.

Let me look through my collection...

Nico- Fairest of the Season, is what I've chosen.