It's a dismal day. Too many things to think and the rain, the rain, the rain it's been pouring for days and there's no light to make golden the autumn I look forward to all year long.
But this boy
his mournful NickDrakeian-melancholic voice, the cheesy videos, are what the doctor ordered.
There is something so unapologetically over-the-top that I think too, Antony and the Johnsons and that moves the rain into a moving kind of weather instead of just endless gray drizzle, an anemia of sky and such lethargy.