We joked on New Year’s Eve that we should’ve created an effigy of 2013 to beat, burn, stab, etc when the clock struck midnight. 2013 fucking sucked. But you know what? I’m feeling good, getting back on the horse, and super excited for 2014.
As a palate cleanser from my last song post, here’s a song that’s not sad, that I don’t cry when listening to, and that I have no emotional connection with except that it sounds like The Kinks meets the Rolling Stones, which can only be awesome.
Despite the insane hype, Arcade Fire continues to make music that can move me to tears. This morning in the car I was listening to this song and it made me feel so amazing and so sad at the same time. And I started crying.
In particular, I love this verse:
They say heaven’s a place
Yeah heaven’s a place, and they know where it is
But you know where it is? It’s behind the gate, they won’t let you in
And when they hear the beat coming from the street they lock the door
But if there’s no music up in heaven, then what’s it for?
I’m at that stage of life where terrible things start to happen to you and the people around you, and as a result the highest highs and the lowest lows sit snugly up against one another to be experienced in quick succession.
I was driving in the car jamming along and feeling good, and then I started thinking of some friends who are going through probably the toughest thing they’ll ever go through, and the crappy year I’ve had, and I wondered how life can be so horribly cruel and so beautiful at the same time (something that I think of all the time, actually). But sometimes things are so bad that there’s nothing you can do but enjoy a good melody.
This album by Parquet Courts. They played a few weeks ago, wish I’d gone!
I know I’m buying into all of the end of the world hype, and that’s intentional because I think it’s just fun and interesting to think about – that there might be a chance for a fresh start for all of us.
But seriously, doesn’t it seem like something is happening? All of these shootings and natural disasters, they just don’t even bear thinking about, I can’t even really process them.
The shooting today was a half hour from my nieces’ elementary school. I honestly can’t let my mind dwell on that fact.
The one bright spot that just cheered me up is the fact that this just came on in the coffee shop I’m sitting in: