That was a crap title anyway

I know what you’re thinking.
That’s an awful lot of clip-posting you’re doing there nav.
Yes it is.
Today I worked from 7:30 AM to 6:20 PM with two 15 minute breaks.
The day before yesterday I was at work at 8 and finished at 6.
Tomorrow I will be at work at 8 and finish when I’m finished.
I’m tired.
I’m good tired, because for the most part I’m enjoying my job, but it’s still tiring.
I’m in no frame of mind to write a real entry about my fragile emotional state, pining for love and romance and whinging at the lack there-of, and I’m not drunk enough to talk about fucking strangers.
So you’ll have to wait for a bit.

On to music.

Because Eingya from Helios just wasn’t enough.

Private Universe by Jon Hopkins, ignore the visuals.
I’ve gotten a hold of the album it’s from called Opalescent, and it may just be another top-tier album.

Some music makes me think of caresses, some of beaches, some of fields or streets or forest or mountains of snow, some of summer, some of autumn, winter and spring. Some sounds inspire thoughts of intimacy, and some of grand and wonderful isolation, as if traversing the stars on one’s own.
The best music inspires me of many of these things at once, and Jon Hopkins is definitely a creator of such music.