Sundaze

I've been watching a lot of The 1975 lately because their videos keep bombarding my feeds. I don’t know, I just love watching Matty Healy do his own thing on stage, singing as if he’s in a world of his own, like he just doesn’t care. His stage antics can be both annoying and enjoyable, making you envious of how carefree he seems—with a bottle of alcohol in one hand and a mic in the other, traversing the stage like no one’s watching. I have to admit, the band’s songs are a magnet for people who are addicted to sadness, heart-wrenching, and melodic music.

I never knew about The 1975 until I heard “About You.” The song is so painfully personal that listening to it feels almost intrusive, like the lyrics belong in a private journal. But I guess it resonates with a lot of people, which explains its popularity.

This is just me taking my mind off things because I want to disappear so badly these days. I wish I could just go back indefinitely. I wish I may.