As the seasons change. On the cusp of one another. It can be the point you notice it most.
I adore the autumn. The days that have an empty, cold breeze in the air telling you that it is going to bring something much colder after it, so get prepared. The sunsets of wicked orange, purple and teal blue. The tepid nights that make you wish you'd worn a hat and scarf. The deep, familiar smell of someone burning something far away.
At this time of year I can't help but be reminded of the past. Things that happen at this time of year and the way it made me feel.
Waking this morning I thought of this song. Of what it symbolised to me. How the song made me feel back then and how it makes me taste that feeling now.
I cried.
But I reckon The Delgados just do that to you.
The Delgados - American Trilogy [via YouSendIt for 7 days]
4 comments:
i know the feeling.
listening to cetain songs remind me of the past.
is why i dont listen to them.
I know that feeling as well.
And it is why I listen to nothing but those songs, on repeat.
The self-torture artist that I am.
Or, well, that I used to be. No more.
No fucking more.
No more, of course.
It is easy.
I only link songs to feelings or seasons. Songs that were once connected to people with negative memories I have reclaimed for my own. Strong little one, that I am. And, golly gosh, am I proud!
When are you coming back home, Colin?
Yes, be proud and reclaim. A healthy philosophy indeed.
I return just in time to play Santa Clause.... :)
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