Let’s talk about summaries for a second because unfortunately, this book has no summary. Instead, read the following below and see if you like it (because most of this book carries the same style):
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What freedom is this book looking for? This book is trying to search for the feeling where its characters were going somewhere, to leave behind a black hole of an experience where they were bleeding dry, to leave behind the feeling of staying on the safe path laid out before them and knowing nothing else. The book is looking to get away from a sense of realism that crowded the mind, the one that told its characters even if they were literally bleeding dry, there was no point in doing anything.
They looked for the feeling which made them forget, or even feel triumphant, over the idea that whatever they did, there was no point because it all ended to the same place where one would never get better. Yes, that idea of living each day exactly the same and having the exact same expectations of oneself. They went out into the night, needing fresh blood into the system, needing someone or something to interact with, before they would forget how to survive and gain the strength to live a bright life.
In these Southern Californian nights of the book, music gave them the brief feeling of being someone else, of bleeding out that experience, shake them out of apathy and from thinking everything was worthless, and it gave them goals. It cured their all-too realistic take on the world with something worth believing in. Music offered a micro-ism of everything that could be experienced and everything that was beautiful in life.
So, in theory, this book is supposed to be a peek into the minds and endless thoughts of Calvin, Carolyn, and Alex, three juniors in high school, fighting the anxiety they were bound to fail in the modern world once they graduated. And in reality, this is probably stuff that should have been expressed to an analyst or a psychologist or a close friend. But, well.... it was written down instead. So here it is and there you go....