21/6/17

Inhale, in hell, there's heaven









Me pregunto qué se debe de sentir cuando la gente escucha una canción tuya y se cree que sabe quién eres. Se cree que sabe por lo que estás pasando. En 4 minutos 27 segundos te retrataste tan bien que, ahí estás, esa es tu vida hasta la fecha, y ellos lo ven porque te vieron y se vieron a sí mismos. Todo va sobre ellos, nada sobre ti, nunca sobre ti, siempre sobre ellos. Entonces me pregunto, aclarando eso último, superado el halago rebotado, ahora que sabes de qué van, me pregunto, ¿qué se siente? ¿Qué se siente cuando lo único que ven de ti es a sí mismos?


I wonder how does it feel when people listen to a song of yours and they think they know who you are. They think they know what you're going through. In 4 minutes 27 seconds you portrayed yourself so well that there you are, that's your life to date, and they see it because they saw you and saw themselves. Everything is about them, nothing about you, never about you, always about them. Then I wonder, having set that clear, being over the ricocheted compliment, now that you know what they're about, I wonder, how does it feel? How does it feel when the only one thing they see about you is themselves?


All pictures taken on 10th March 2017 around the U-Bahn (U1), Hamburg, Germany. Special thanks to Guillermous for teaching me all I know about music.