there is really no way to express how i feel about neutral milk hotel.
i sit up late at night and make art, listening to the band. i'm doing a series currently of eleven pieces, one for each song from aeroplane over the sea.
the more i read about neutral milk hotel, the harder i cry. i've been a wreck since i discovered the band about a year ago; they've been my favorite since. i feel like jeff might be the only person to understand my aversion to people, and how painful things can be. my parents divorced when i was thirteen and while they kept the arguments behind closed doors, king of carrot flowers pt 1 seems eerily accurate of my life during that time.
i'm in tears right now reading all of this. neutral milk hotel is the only band to have me this overcome with emotion. just once in my life, i'd like to see them live; so that i could cry and scream along to every word, to show jeff (and the rest of the band) that what they produce is beautiful and helps listeners through the suffering they endure.
Creative Loafing Atlanta
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