The day the first album by The xx came out my friend got me it as a present, and we sat in her bedroom and listened to the whole album undisturbed from start to finish. Neither of us said a word the whole time, it was amazing. It was a truly transcendent experience. I believe that’s how you were really meant to listen to that album.
I feel starved of moments like that lately. And nowadays I struggle to get her to pick up my phone calls.
Crazy how time works.
