Post with 1 note
I’ve lost the ability to think in class.
Instead my feet are tapping and my fingers are playing melodies that I had come up with sitting in front of my piano yesterday.
They intrigue me, and I have to keep going until I find the solution.
The next part.
The rhythm, the beat.
These layers that make a human being, a song.
Layers to an onion of sound.
No, no, no you know he ain’t gonna die.
How to handle a drunk girl passed out on your couch.
seriously have so much respect for this
the fact that anyone would do anything other than this is ridiculous
I love this video more than anyone will ever know
One of best gifs ever.
Page 1 of 4