There was a deluxe edition of Angel Olsen’s heartbreaking introspective, Burn Your For For No Witness?! Can’t believe I missed this, but even more, I can’t believe “All Right Now” missed the original release.
But you say
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
When love is gone
Where does it go?
That concept really resonates with me: whether it be about the death of a loved one or the end of a relationship. There’s something so palpable about feelings of love that they seem like a “thing” rather than an emotion; a noun rather than a verb when its original destination has been removed.
Unbelievably, I’ve only included one song from Mitski in any of the mixes. I guess that speaks to the hiatus from this blog, because the reality is that she’s been in regular rotation in my headphones and on my speakers. It’s so varied! I love that a beautiful acoustic close of “last words of a shooting star” that brings Mirah, or even Angel Olsen to mind, yet sit well alongside the Weezer-like garage rock of “drunk walk home.”
If sleep is the cousin of death, insomnia must be life’s annoying phone solicitor. But at least it was responsible for the return of the Hearsay mix.
COLORS. is best played after 6:43pm between the months of June and August.
Mid-last year, I had a momentary lapse while listening to Songs: Ohia‘s “Just Be Simple” — one of those thoughts that you are immediately embarrassed about — that I should make a point of checking Jason Molina’s touring schedule so I could see him the next time he came to town. It’s amazing how one can put sad thoughts out of one’s mind rather than hang on to them. It was only mere months ago that I had read with great pain of the loss of Jason to addiction. Those songs still live with me, though they hit me a bit harder now that he has left us.
I am absolutely in love with the new hints of an album coming out of St. Louis/Chicago’s Angel Olsen. I mean, seriously. This new track, “Hi-Five” has a beautiful Patsy Cline feel to it. “Are you lonely too?” Probably.