For an emotion that rocks us to our toes, love is a difficult emotion to describe. You clearly feel it. You can practically point to it and say there is it! That’s it right there! But in reality you can’t touch it and it’s a head-scratching mystery as to where it resides.

But once in awhile someone gets it right. Someone sits down with a pen and paper and sketches the contours of something genuine, something relatable that inflates our chest with passion, that’s it right there. That’s love.

It’s often not explicitly dressed-up as a love song, but resides somewhere in the periphery, a rare mixture of fire-charged hormones leveled with a deeper understanding of companionship.

I’ve been skeptical of the unwritten rule that just because a boy and girl appear in the same feature, a romance must ensue. Rather, I want to portray a slightly different relationship, one where two mutually inspire each other to live – if I’m able to, then perhaps I’ll be closer to portraying a true expression of love.” – Hayao Miyazaki, film director and screenwriter

British electronic soul-dou, Honne come damn close to meeting Miyazaki’s challenge.

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