Suede/Brett Anderson

Brett Anderson, “Unsung”

It’s been a year since I’ve got Brett Anderson’s album, Black Rainbows.  Last night I got it out of my cabinet and put it in my player.  When I was listenig to this track named “Unsung,”  my memory about last October came along with the stong too.  I was really hopeful to the possibilities that might go with my new job .  The optimism inside me sounded just like the opening drum beats of this song.  However, this optimism has been under a serious test and has been shipwrecked for countless times, and now  I received it again while this song is playing.  I guess I am ready for a lot of unknown things: unknown confrontation, unknown conflict, unknown misfortune, unknown stupidity, unknown immaturity, and unknown failure.  But I think I will know more about  my readiness when these unknown things actually happen.  I am still hopeful for the future.  I hope to soar like–not just like a love song as Mr. Anderson says here, but like an airplane that has its own destination to go.  Wish me good luck, and no air crash.



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