Wednesday, June 6, 2012

an organ.







an old organ, 
my father got from his friend for free.
it is so old and beat-up that it makes clattering sound 
which wood strikes when you press the keyboards.
also, you have to stamp so hard without break to make sounds.
which makes you so tired to finish only one song.
so i rarely play this organ back home.

however i played it after long time,
it brought me this weird sentimental feeling 
reminding me of my childhood.
it may be because of the organ, 
or Harry Nilsson,
I was listening over and over again.

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