Listening to 65daysofstatic turns your life into a weird kind of movie, in which all your surroundings become actors in the amateuristic drama you call 'daily life'. With voyeuristic pleasure, every mundane act, every passerby, every pigeon taking a shit on a parked car becomes an important element of a rather unimportant scene of the full feature.
Until, of course, someone drops a full crate of beer from the back of a bike. Clap clap, and snap back to reality.
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