Given my views on the importance of active listening and doing justice to the artist it's dreadfully hypocritical that I frequently use music as a tool for making myself doze off. But I do. And I like it.
The other night I managed half of the first track on Fripp and Eno's Equatorial Stars. Gorgeous stuff. Better than any narcotic you can possibly think of.
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