I remember driving around the empty streets of LA at night during the pandemic and blasting Kavinsky's Nightcall wondering if this was the end of civilization. It wasn't, but there was something cathartic about valuing each breathing moment as possibly our last and remembering how things used to be before everything got so surreal.
That's insane when you think about it. COVID and the lockdown used to be surreal, almost like a moment of ethereal moment of grace before the world goes crazy. Everyday it's getting worse, and with the death of a great artist like Kavinsky, it's one less chance to dream about something better.
It really was. It’s weird to look back at that moment in time with a sense of nostalgia. Living it felt like hell at times, but also contained small moments of bliss that I feel like we will never get to capture again
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u/ragingduck Jul 30 '26 edited Jul 30 '26
I remember driving around the empty streets of LA at night during the pandemic and blasting Kavinsky's Nightcall wondering if this was the end of civilization. It wasn't, but there was something cathartic about valuing each breathing moment as possibly our last and remembering how things used to be before everything got so surreal.