Mental health problems had always been my sister's thing. But then I had them too.
They say the repetition of prayer beads or Hail Marys can put you in a meditative state. By repeating a familiar pattern the brain can disconnect from its noisy chaos.
I have yet to find the underground party of my dreams. These hard beats with a sugary flare would make for a really sick bubblegum electro set.
There was a mini-stage set up under the stars. Everyone there knew how much I liked to dance, but I'd twisted my ankle so they danced with me on their shoulders instead. For the first time in years I looked around and felt like I'd found my people.
This mixtape reminds me of when I first arrived in Cape Town. These are songs I'd listen to lying on my bed at night in some hostel or another with a head full of dreams and a melancholic heart.