This day just disappeared. We met one of my cousins with her fiancée and showed them our little not-so-romantic-at-the-moment cottage. The weather makes it perfect for Evil Dead instead of a Swedish red cottage dream but then again, we all have different tastes, right? It has been storming the entire day and slushy snow/rain has been pouring down like never before. Snow on the ground is nowhere to be seen.
I’m heating up with an over-spiced cup of cocoa in front of Youtube while partner in crime is sweet and makes dinner. This time I’m listening to the adaptation of Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake for Black Swan. Both the original and the adaptation are fantastic, majestic and mysterious, clearly high up on my list of of classical favorites. The movie Black Swan is nothing but a masterpiece, almost like the most incredible nightmare you could ever have.
3:10 always gives me goose bumps on this track.