The Kundalini Genie

There’s only one repeating lyric in the entire song, but it provides the comfort of monotony. I first listened to it on a day that was just falling over itself. I was in Europe for the summer, feeling pretty isolated on the streets of Belgrade, mindlessly searching for a place to be. This track rang between my ears, and all I could do was turn it up and embrace it. The everpresent lingering smoke that coats the Balkans filled my nostrils as cars sped by under orange street lights. What was I even doing here alone? I think I got to a point where not feeling anything anymore became a feeling in itself. I was living inside a recursion. I don’t know. I think you have to be in the right mood for it.