Wildflowers E-Edition
Crawling Back to You A critical and personal breakdown of Tom Petty’s masterpiece, “Wildflowers” by Nick Tavares Static and Feedback editor Static and Feedback | www.staticandfeedback.com | September, 2012 1 September, 2012 Static and Feedback www.staticandfeedback.com ooking at the spine of the CD, it’s would resume, the music would begin, and clear that the color has mutated a I’d lie with my head on my pillow and my L bit through the years, trapped in hands over my stomach, eyes closed. sunbeams by windows and faded from it’s Sometimes, I’d be more alert and reading brown paper bag origins to a pale bluish the liner notes tucked away in the CD’s grey. The CD case itself is in excellent booklet in an effort to take in as much shape save for a few scratches, spared the information about this seemingly magic art cracks and malfunctioning hinges so many form as possible. other jewel boxes have suffered through The first time I listened to Wildflowers, I drops, moves and general carelessness. All was in high school, in bed, laying out in all, the disc holds up rather well. straight, reading along with the lyrics, More often than not, however, it sits inspecting the credits, the thanks and the on the shelf, tucked below a greatest hits photographs included with this Tom Petty collection and above a later album. Thanks solo record. One hour, two minutes and 41 to technology, the more frequent method seconds later, I felt an overwhelming rush, a of play is the simple mp3, broadcasting out warmth that covered my entire body from of a speaker the size of the head of a head to toe and reached back within my pencil’s eraser mounted above the skull to fill my insides.
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