Wide Eyed Walker: When I hear Bloom… It all comes back to me. Every single detail. Every...
When I hear Bloom… It all comes back to me. Every single detail. Every aspect of that night. That weekend. For once everything seemed to make sense, simply by not making sense. I know its silly to think a single musical experience can have such an impact on your life, but this wasn’t at all just…
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