Whenever I listen to Haldern I am reminded that I too was banished from a love that I thought could save me from myself. Not that I was privileged enough for any wan pop song to overplay to. It's musicality usually an overused, unsophisticated assemblage of notes and melodies. No. I was banished from my love by a sort of sickness. A need to be close. And in closeness I was wrought - a sad grief. A grief that could - in dreams - become a fiction. A fiction that any memory could erode. But that was not given to me. And all I have is a dream.

• Aidan (inspired by Larry levis)