where the light is :

We can tell it’s not enough, just bring it back to what I want~

(가사가 안들린다. 찾아도 안나온다! 신나니까 됐음)

1. 'French'지만 밀워키 출신 미국인 듀오다.

2. 서울을 좋아한다고 한다. 그래서 이 뮤비의 배경도 서울인데 매우 조악하다-.-

3. 소속사가 왜 해피로봇레코드임??????????????

4. up all night가 대표곡. 

I'll lose some sales and my boss won't be happy, 
but I can't stop listening to the sound 
of two soft voices 
blended in perfection 
from the reels of this record that I've found.
Every day there's a boy in the mirror asking me: 
What are you doing here?
Finding all my previous motives 
growing increasingly unclear

I've traveled far and I've burned all the bridges
I believed as soon as I hit land
all the other options held before me, 
would wither in the light of my plan. 
So I'll lose some sales and my boss won't be happy, 
but there's only one thing on my mind 
searching boxes underneath the counter, 
on a chance that on a tape I'd find: 
a song for someone who needs somewhere
to long for

Homesick
Because I no longer know where home is

바람부는 따뜻한 봄날에 듣기 좋은 노래! 몽글몽글한 기타톤이 푸근하다.

(Simon & Garfunkel에게 음악적 영감을 많이 받는다고 하는데, 확실히 유사한 느낌이 있다)

* Quotes(Still Alice, 2014)

Good morning. It's an honor to be here. 

The poet Elizabeth Bishoponce wrote: 'the Art of Losing isn't hard to master: so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.' 

I'm not a poet, I am a person living with Early Onset Alzheimer's, and as that person I find myself learning the art of losing every day. 

Losing my bearings, losing objects, losing sleep, but mostly losing memories...

All my life I've accumulated memories - they've become, in a way, my most precious possessions. The night I met my husband, the first time I held my textbook in my hands. Having children, making friends, traveling the world. Everything I accumulated in life, everything I've worked so hard for - now all that is being ripped away. 

As you can imagine, or as you know, this is hell. But it gets worse. Who can take us seriously when we are so far from who we once were? Our strange behavior and fumbled sentences change other's perception of us and our perception of ourselves. We become ridiculous, incapable, comic. 

But this is not who we are, this is our disease. And like any disease it has a cause, it has a progression, and it could have a cure. 

My greatest wish is that my children, our children - the next generation - do not have to face what I am facing. 

But for the time being, I'm still alive. I know I'm alive. I have people I love dearly. I have things I want to do with my life. I rail against myself for not being able to remember things - but I still have moments in the day of pure happiness and joy. 

And please do not think that I am suffering. 

I am not suffering. I am struggling. 

Struggling to be part of things, to stay connected to whom I was once. 

So, 'live in the moment' I tell myself. 

It's really all I can do, live in the moment.
And not beat myself up too much... and not beat myself up too much for mastering the art of losing. 

One thing I will try to hold onto though is the memory of speaking here today. It will go, I know it will. It may be gone by tomorrow. But it means so much to be talking here, today, like my old ambitious self who was so fascinated by communication. Thank you for this opportunity. It means the world to me. Thank you.