Let Rone take you on a journey to outer space. Close your eyes, and maybe you’ll find something, if not the thing.
Virginia Woolf, one of the 20th century’s foremost English writers, wrote in a diary entry dated February 27, 1926:
“I enjoy almost everything. Yet I have some restless searcher in me. Why is there not a discovery in life? Something one can lay hands on and say ‘This is it’?”
Rumi, a Persian mystic, wrote in the 13th century:
“All day I think about it, then at night I say it. Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that, and I intend to end up there.”
Rone made “Parade” in 2012. Yet this song reminds me of Virginia Woolf, it reminds me of Rumi. Something in this is timeless, something in this is vast and endless.
For the next few minutes, let Rone’s “Parade” be a vessel for your journey. And then you have no choice but to continue searching. And then you should have no desire except to do so.
And here’s Rone doing a Boiler Room set. Very chill, very, very good.