Black Notebook · Entry 001
Moon Exit
WednesdayNew York City
Today I realized that I don't create songs.
I create atmospheres.
While listening to Moon Exit again, I wasn't hearing music anymore.
I was standing on a quiet Manhattan street.
The city lights reflected across wet pavement.
The train echoed somewhere in the distance.
That feeling became the record.
Maybe that is what Vine Noir Records truly is.
Not music.
Atmosphere preserved.
— Lexgotti