SHORT BUT MAGIC

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STORY TELLERS

FOR WHEN YOU ARE FEELING FORGOTTEN, UNINSPIRED AND UNSPECTACULAR:
I WOULD LIKE YOU TO IMAGINE YOUR LIFE AS IF,
AT BIRTH, WE WERE EACH GIVEN A PEN AND A BLANK JOURNAL
AND INSTRUCTED TO WRITE UNTIL THE PAGES WERE FILLED OR THE INK RAN OUT.
I WOULD WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT THE NUMBER OF WORDS WE PUT DOWN IS ALWAYS LESS IMPORTANT THAT THE QUALITY OF THE STORIES WE TELL.
SO TRAVEL, GET LAID, SLEEP ON STRANGERS FLOORS,
WORK HARD, PLAY HARDER AND CHASE YOUR DREAMS.
THIS LIFE IS THE SINGLE AND GREATEST STORY YOU WILL EVER KNOW,
SO MAKE YOURS A GREAT ONE.

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NOTHING TO DO WITH FORKS

AS TECHNOLOGY GRANTS US THE LUXURY OF STAYING IN TOUCH WITH THOSE FAR AWAY,
AND THE ABILITY TO COMMUNICATE ON A MULTITUDE OF PLATFORMS,
MEDIUMS AND ALL AT LIGHTENING SPEED,
IT IS OFTEN EASY TO FORGET THAT WE ALL,
OFTEN ABUSE THIS COMMUNICATION PRIVILEGE. 

BE THANKFUL

YOU CAN SEE YOUR LOVED ONES AND FRIENDS ON 

DISTANT CONTINENTS WITH THE CLICK OF A BUTTON

BETTER YET, 

WE CAN PULL A DEVICE OUT OF OUR POCKETS AND SEE FRIENDS, 

HEAR THEIR VOICE AND SHARE VISUAL EXPERIENCES TOGETHER.

IT TAKES VERY LITTLE TO THANK SOMEONE

IT TAKES VERY LITTLE TO RESPOND, 

AND TO ENGAGE WITH SOMEONE WHO HAS BOTHERED TO ENGAGE WITH YOU.
BE GRATEFUL FOR THE SPEED, AND VARIOUS WAYS YOU CAN COMMUNICATE WITH YOUR PEOPLE

BUT ALSO DON'T LOSE SIGHT OF THE DIFFERENCE OTHER COMMUNICATION CAN MAKE

MAKE SOMETHING WITH YOUR HANDS, 

SEND MAIL, CALL DON'T TEXT, AND TURN UP AT SOMEONE'S DOOR WITH A BOTTLE OF WINE
AND SOMETHING DELICIOUS TO EAT

MANNERS ARE A SENSITIVE AWARENESS OF THE FEELINGS OF OTHERS

IF YOU HAVE THAT AWARENESS, YOU HAVE GOOD MANNERS, NO MATTER WHAT FORK YOU USE.

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CLICK PLAY

THESE ARE BOUND TO BE THE TUNES OF SUMMER

OCEANS APART PLAYED ACROSS THE BAY

CUT COPY'S LATEST RELEASE IS AN EIGHTY MINUTE
CROSS SECTION OF THE MELBOURNE DANCE SCENE

ON THE DANCE FLOOR

IN THE CAR WITH THE WINDOWS DOWN

PRESS PLAY AND PREPARE FOR THE SUN TO SHINE INTO YOUR EARS
SUMMER IS COMING

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THE PULSE

PLEASE REMEMBER,
IT TAKES MORE THAN A PULSE AND A PAIR OF WORKING LUNGS
TO CALL A LIFE LIVING

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BRIGHT BUT DARK

WHEN SHE'S NOT WEARING BLACK 

SHE COMES IN COLOUR

THAT'S NOT TO SAY SHE ISN'T DARK INSIDE

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FAVOURITE FEELING

I DON'T HAVE A FAVOURITE SEASON.

I HAVE A FAVOURITE FEELING.

IT'S THE WINDOWS DOWN, MUSIC PLAYING WHILE THE ROAD IS EMPTY.

DIRTY BARE FEET ON THE PEDDLES.

IT'S WHEN YOU CAN WALK STRAIGHT OUTSIDE 

WITH ONLY A LIGHT COTTON DRESS ON, WITHOUT PAUSING TO FIND A JACKET.

IT IS MY CURTAINS DANCING AROUND THE FOOT OF MY BED 

BECAUSE OF THE NIGHT BREEZE PUSHING AGAINST IT'S FABRIC.

IT IS SUNSETS AFTER DESSERT.

GRASS UNDER YOUR HEAD.

POCKETS OF SHADE AND DAYS WITHOUT WEARING SHOES

I DON'T HAVE A FAVOURITE SEASON

I HAVE A FAVOURITE FEELING.

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