I don't really think the world is ending. I don't think this is the new normal, it's not going to happen more and more until it's what we're used to. I don't have bad dreams about Ray Bradbury's short story All Summer In A Day, about what it's like to live on a distant planet and only see the sun once every seven years...okay, I have those dreams. But when I'm awake, I know that daycare will open, I won't have to wear a mask on the rare occasions I go to my office, I won't have to find just the right secret time, and still weigh the dangers of going to the park to let my not-quite-yet-four-year-old climb and climb and climb, like her body is meant to do. Like there is nothing else in the world to do but climb, and climb some more.
And so certain songs just sound so much more right now than usual.
Pixies--Caribou (Come On Pilgrim)
The way his voice just shreds, it's perfect. That scream, wail, snarl, it felt like release, like liberation.
The Clash--Straight to Hell (Combat Rock)
Hell sounds charming, quaint almost. Like something to put on the list for "when we can, whenever that is..."
Built to Spill--The Plan (Keep It Like A Secret)
Pure nostalgia. I heard this song, and had this urge to pull out every album I bought because Radio K was playing it between 1997 and 1999, and play them in chronological order. The best BTS album, hands down, no debate, and one of the best songs on the album.
Bright Eyes--We Are Nowhere And It's Now (I'm Wide Awake It's Morning)
Conor Oberst's voice is the right voice all the time. But when is the right voice more important than right now? This song, this whole album, just sets my head and my heart and my guts and my toes on fire.
This is today's episode. There's an episode every day, but they are all in my head. I hope to share some more.
P.S.
Skyway--The Replacements (Pleased To Meet Me)
Oh. Ohhh. I hit the "Publish" button and then, immediately, this. It doesn't matter what is happening in the world, in my house, in my head. This is one of those rare, precious songs. It's like having my heart freshly laundered and pressed, wafting that childhood smell, the detergent my grandmother used that smelled like the sky. I am brighter, lighter, a little bit renewed.
And so certain songs just sound so much more right now than usual.
Pixies--Caribou (Come On Pilgrim)
The way his voice just shreds, it's perfect. That scream, wail, snarl, it felt like release, like liberation.
The Clash--Straight to Hell (Combat Rock)
Hell sounds charming, quaint almost. Like something to put on the list for "when we can, whenever that is..."
Built to Spill--The Plan (Keep It Like A Secret)
Pure nostalgia. I heard this song, and had this urge to pull out every album I bought because Radio K was playing it between 1997 and 1999, and play them in chronological order. The best BTS album, hands down, no debate, and one of the best songs on the album.
Bright Eyes--We Are Nowhere And It's Now (I'm Wide Awake It's Morning)
Conor Oberst's voice is the right voice all the time. But when is the right voice more important than right now? This song, this whole album, just sets my head and my heart and my guts and my toes on fire.
This is today's episode. There's an episode every day, but they are all in my head. I hope to share some more.
P.S.
Skyway--The Replacements (Pleased To Meet Me)
Oh. Ohhh. I hit the "Publish" button and then, immediately, this. It doesn't matter what is happening in the world, in my house, in my head. This is one of those rare, precious songs. It's like having my heart freshly laundered and pressed, wafting that childhood smell, the detergent my grandmother used that smelled like the sky. I am brighter, lighter, a little bit renewed.
