Since watching the Michael Hutchence documentary, Mystify, I've been going through the discography of INXS. While their greatest hits are from Kick, I've taken a liking to Shabooh Shoobah and its frantic, electric New Wave sound. As much as I love "Don't Change," it is "Soul Mistake" that's been on repeat.
I haven't felt possessed by a song in a long time, but that's what I feel when I listen to "Soul Mistake." It's a light, liquid feeling, an incandescence that spreads through me. It is my life force and my essence. It is pure aliveness. That's what I access when I listen to music.
This incandescence makes me feel resurrected as I'm inside the song. There's even an eroticism about it that I can't describe, this sense that I am one with something raw and primal, that I am touched and entered.
There is so much inside me. So much. And so few people have ever asked to know about it. I keep it locked away and hidden, but I want to pour it out, give it to someone or something. I want to share my thoughts and my dreams and my love. I want to put all this intensity somewhere.
You can't look at someone and know the passion inside them. You can't look at me and know all that I contain, all that my soul yearns for. Dancing alone in the night, I am so alive, so free, so beyond anything anyone can comprehend. Pure light. Pure longing. Transcendent.