On one of my day trips to New York a couple months ago I stumbled upon the perfect strangers. You know the kind of people who are extremely easy to talk to, to the point where you begin to cock your head and wonder whether or not you've met them in another life time. Like, maybe we were friends a century ago...I digress to present to you, "The Perfect Strangers" found around 5th Ave and Somewhere Wonderful....
Moondog - "Lament 1, 'Bird's Lament' (mixed by Henrik Schwarz)"
Doesn't it make you wanna vom a little bit when you see someone wearing the same thing as you? Is originality impossible, or is it like that line I used to spit when I worked retail, "Other people may own the same clothes as you but no one can wear it like you, you're unique!"?