2- Some Hearts Are True

I walked home this morning just as the sun was rising. Montreal was still asleep and the air was cold and dry. For the first time this winter, I felt my beard crisp up because of the cold. I was listening to the new A Silver Mount Zion record at deafening volumes and was just overwhelmed by its beauty. As the chants at the end of BlindBlindBlind (the album's closer) receded, I had to stop and compose myself. I hadn't felt as emotionally tempered by a piece of music in quite a long time. "Some hearts are true" indeed.