There is no surer way of knowing your emotional state and temperamental tendencies than the sort of music that’s grasped you. The liking one takes to the type of music is somewhat biologically determined. People who have an eclectic music taste, in most cases, don’t know how they exactly feel.

One definitive sign that I’ve just about got my mojo back is, I find I’m able to listen to some fun tunes again. For nearly a year or so, I could only have classical or jazz in the background, while couldn’t even bear the thought of putting on anything else. But now, I’m starting to play the likes of Of Monsters and Men, Spoon, Echo and the Bunnymen, and Manic Street Preachers. I’m on good terms with the Waterboys and the Jam as well (after a long while). And I’ve long been on good terms with Nick Cave. Although not quite ready yet to bring myself to listen to something like Glasvegas…