It doesn't really matter.

That moment when white guys at the club try to impress me by knowing all the words to the rap songs they think I know all the words to because I’m black but in reality I don’t really like rap and prefer trance.

So much that I say that in a whiney upset voice. But I’m really not upset. I’m super thrilled. And all of my happy emotions build up into that sound. Because trance is amazing. 

Can I just say that Above and Beyond makes some of the most beautiful music that I’ve ever heard? I’m not sure what connections it makes in my brain for me to have that reaction, but I’m in love with and a little bit fascinated by the fact that they exist. 

Take

Take me home

With you.

No one on earth knows me like you do…

Aka enjoy my good mood while it’s still a good mood and not all lonely.

yaaaay! 

Nothing more. Nothing less. Just sound.

That moment when you’re listening to “Prelude” by Above & Beyond and read something like this…and everything bad seems to get better for a moment. 

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I’m african american with curly natural hair. I love the looks I get from people when I roll down my windows and blast Trance and House. It’s like my new favorite hobby. 

So pretty.