Music has always found mysterious ways of permeating borders, from sea-faring music boxes containing fragments of exotic sounds to Soundcloud links proliferated online. 

This song is in GTA IV, I hear across the share-house-party kitchen.

Why my favourite Elton John songs are filled with queer sex and prostitutes.

“Every time I listen to music, I always get a vision of what the music video will look like, you know? [When] I make my own music, I always have ideas of how the atmosphere or vibes of the song could be extended by the visuals itself.”

Redmon and Sabin masterfully balance gravity and levity in what might be the funniest documentary I have ever seen.

Nothing is ever truly final, and much like music, is forever-changing again and again

What I have described has been, in many ways, a coming-of-age. Or perhaps more appropriately, my ‘cumming-of-age’.