Remastered Disintegration

It's out now! and it's amazing and beautiful and everything I've been hoping for since October!! The sounds on the original remastered album is simply perfect. Listening to it compared to the album that come out in 89 is like night and day.. And the new remastered album can be night, cause it's so beautifully dark and tragic and orchestral and gorgeous... Entreat Plus, though people have complaints about the mixing, is still great to listen to because you finally get the whole album, rather than the original Entreat which was missing some tracks. The seconds disc of rarities and demos is really only for the huge Cure fan, which makes the whole set of 3 discs complete. You can listen through the RS Home demos to the band rehearsals (which sounded like loads of fun, just showing how close the band was at the time) to rough studio mixes to the official album to the live versions in 1989. A dream come true for the ultimate Cure fan!! Fantastic set, thank you Robert Smith. Some updates on things: I've been cutting my own hair and dying it all purple now. Traveled to London and then Paris. Went to band camp and learned a sh*t ton of stuff about French horn that I knew nothing about before. Figured out that people's personalities are the same as their instruments. Decided that I should probably write more. Painted. A lot. More than a teenager should. Cause we should have somewhat of a life.. But nooo not me x] ...Had my first kiss! With another girl... It was awesome GOT REALLY F**KING EXCITED FOR AVATAR THE LAST AIRBENDER. I saw every single episode ever made. Fantastic show. Here's something I'm coming up with right now. It's late and I'm tired and bored and yeah.... : And it plays softly, this poetry in the air. And music drifting around like the soft white fluffs of summer that trigger allergies and look like snow in summer. Snowstorms in the bright sun of freedom and yellow and feeling sleepy like only laziness does. Can I never feel tired again? Never want to miss the calm without today and tomorrow and yesterday always do. I just love these leaves blocking sun and leaving me with the small spots of light that leave nothing bare and nothing dark like everywhere else. Just laying in the grass and under the sun in a summer snowstorm that leaves nothing unwanted like I know tomorrow will. That little bit is about an afternoon under a tree in the sun listening to Paper Route's album Absence during band camp with one of my friends... Pretty awesome day x] I was just remembering when I read the book The Stranger by Albert Camus... Very very existentialist. I was going through a horrible phase of self-loathing. I locked myself in my room and listened to Faith, Pornography, Seventeen Seconds, Disintegration, and other such CDs. I wrote constantly and felt so out of it, like I was not there with everyone else and somewhere else where it was dark and cold and alone. F**king weird month, that was.