Location: My porch, evening
Song Title: K.
Artist: Cigarettes After Sex
Album: Cigarettes After Sex
Label: Partisan Records
Who I want to share the song with: I want to shove this song into everyone’s ears to let them know how wonderful it is.
How I discovered this song: NPR’s All Songs Considered
When I first heard this song on All Songs Considered, I fell in love with it and this band, who just released their first LP last Friday.
I can hardly put into words what this song makes me feel. The melody is perfect and bounces around in my head all day. When I hear it, I can’t help but sing along. Greg Gonzalez’s vocals are so cozy. The bass lines make me want to feel summer breezes forever. This song makes me positively euphoric– that’s the best way I can describe it. It’s one of those (very few!) songs that I can listen to over and over.
Sitting on my porch, watching the sunset, I am peaceful above the hum drum traffic of Washington Street. I am taking a moment to be thankful for where I am, who I’ve become, and the opportunities that lie ahead. I’ve fallen in love with myself and with the season.
Oddly enough, this song, though it is about discovering a romantic connection, signifies, for me, inner growth. I feel as if I have almost fully become the person that I’ve always wanted to be and that certain fears have stopped me from being. Today, I feel, I am reaping many rewards. I’ve come a long way.
Location: car, sunroof open, windows down.
Song Title: “My Kind of Woman”
Artist: Mac DeMarco
Label: Captured Tracks
Source: Car stereo
Who I want to share this song with: Everyone
How I discovered this song: Spotify recommended
Playlists to put this song on: Already on “m00d”; sunny daze
Favorite Lyric: “And I’m down on my hands and knees begging you please, baby, show me your world.”
I never really paid much attention to the lyrics of this song, but when I stepped outside into sunny 55 degree weather (which feels like spring in Boston), I knew this was the song I wanted to hear. The melodies in this song are so haunting, dark, and relaxing, which makes me all kinds of happy. I blasted this song with the windows down and day dreamed of frolicking through a field with flower crowns. It’s so nice to have the sun around again, and I just feel so euphoric. I can’t wait to actually frolick in a field to DeMarco’s live performance at Boston Calling next month.
- Location: Bedroom, 7:29 am, sunrise
- Date: 3/12/2017
- Song Title: Braid
- Artist: Porches
- Album: Pool
- Label: Domino Recording Company
- Duration: 3:27
- Source: iPhone, headphones for immersive experience
- Who I want to share this song with: Realistically, everyone
- How I discovered this song: My roommate, Donna – this is her favorite band
- Playlists to put on: Chill Meditative Jams?
“and it was as if I was watching it all through a videocamera. So shaky and blue, I’ve got a dark muscle too, pumping the same strange blood running through you.”
I woke up with this song stuck in my head so I felt the need to write about it. It’s interesting considering the lyric, “It gets so dark before the very powerful light comes down on me.” I’m thinking about the fact that it’s sunrise, but Aaron Maine could be talking about the lights on stage when he performs. He talks of being watched but also watching – he, himself, is an object to be viewed, a performer, but also a witness to the audience. The chorus (favorite lyric above) evokes surreal disconnection, and, at the same time, empathy.
- Location: Bedroom
- Date: 2/28/2017
- Song Title: Paris
- Artist: The 1975
- Album: I like it when you sleep for you are so beautiful yet so unaware of it.
- Label: Dirty Hit
- Duration: 4:53
- Source: iPhone/Spotify app
- Who I want to share this song with: Angel
- How I discovered this song: Bought the album the day it came out
- Playlists to put on: Driving at night.
“Hey kids, we’re all just the same. What a shame.”
I have a distinct memory of Matty Healy, the band’s lead singer, chuckling on stage while the crowd shouted out those words. It’s something rooted in sadness – that every person thinks they’re destined for something great or that they’re “different” than others. The song, I think, romanticizes what’s not there. The idea of running away to another girl, to drugs, or especially to Paris, a city which is essentially the embodiment of romance. I think Matty was writing about his own experiences becoming a cliched beatnik and romanticizing drug use.
Strangely, the song helped me a lot when I was grieving Abby, my dog. Maybe because the song itself is about a desire for escape, but, also, being held back by this desire to escape. The sound quality of this song is so dreamy and further matches the idea of romanticizing things that are ordinary and possibly even damaging.
So, here’s a live version of the song by the 1975, and an acoustic cover I did.