My review of MMXVIII:
The house is warming up to us as the CD version of the Bowie decade follows suit, my colleague sings in Hungarian, and my cousin raps in German. I lose myself in rediscovery and redefinition. A gondwanaian longing emerges: Mono deconstructed, poly podcasts now replace my sadness. Abundance, grace, and Ennepetal Enneagram metalcore music.

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