Halls is the musical project of London’s Samuel Howard. Last year he put out a self-titled EP and a 3-track single called “Solace”, and now he’s putting out his first full length, Ark, on No Pain in Pop this fall. His sound is kind of a mixture of James Blakes’ dub-inspired, electro-glitch sound with Perfume Genius’ haunting vocals and gorgeous piano compositions. “White Chalk” is the first song he’s released from Ark and it’s the best thing Halls has put out so far.
so sometimes I think it would be funny to re-blog really personal stuff of people I don’t know when I see it after stupidly thinking searching “why?” would show me the band’s new album art. (which is dope) but I don’t think anybody else would find it very funny of me, so here we are.
also, eskimo snow is better than I once thought.
“My past comes back haunting every time.
Just when I’m okay with myself, where I am in life, and who’s in my life, someone from my past comes back, thinking I’m going to welcome them with open arms.
My longest 4 relationships always ended because I wasn’t enough. I didn’t fit their definition of perfection in someway. ]
Yeah, I know the fact that they all come running back to me in the end, should thrill me. But it doesn’t. What gives them the right to think they’re going to be welcomed back?
Because they all did one of two things: Dumped me because I wasn’t perfect in some form or another. Dumped me because THEY fucked me over - examples: crashing my car, confusing me with another girl, drunken fights, etc.
I just don’t understand. Why do they do this? ALL FOUR OF THEM HAVE NOW COME RUNNING BACK. I would really love to know. Why am I suddenly worthy of their time? Glad to know that I’m all their last choices..”