A few months back, Taliwiinder dropped a new banger titled "Khayal," and I've become utterly captivated by the song. Taliwiinder holds a special place among my favorite artists because he consistently dares to experiment and push boundaries. Now, when it comes to visual storytelling, there's no one quite like Wong Kar Wai and his exceptional films. If you haven't had the pleasure of experiencing Wong Kar Wai's work, I wholeheartedly recommend immersing yourself in his movies. As a beloved director of mine, his films surpass conventional levels of creativity. It's not just me; many of us gravitate towards those who fearlessly explore and challenge the norms in their art. So, perhaps it's my whimsical mind, but the idea of merging Wong Kar Wai's visual genius with Taliwiinder's music excites me greatly. Both artists delve into the profound aspects of human existence, exposing the beauty and ugliness within, exploring themes of solitude, love, and heartache.
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#khayal #wongkarwai #inthemoodforlove #edits #explore
Murakami introduced me to a soulful song called "Pretend," which has become one of my favorite retro songs. It is sung by the legendary singer Nat Cole King. Murakami mentioned this song in his novel "South of the Border, West of the Sun." Without a doubt, if Murakami mentioned the song in his book, it has to be beautiful.
Whenever he mentions a song in his book, I immediately listen to it. It helps me live in the world that Murakami has created in his book. If a song has some context behind it, it stays with you forever. Every time I listen to "Pretend," I travel back in time to when Hajime and Shimamoto spent their days together during their school years.
This song struck me deeply when I was in the final part of the book. Hajime described the relationship between this song and the time he spent in with Shimamoto. Every song becomes more beautiful when it has context and memories behind it.
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#murakami #harukimurakami #westofthebordersouthofthesun #natcoleking #pretend #songs #explore