Longing for summer, living through winter. This song suits both feelings.
I’m perpetually amazed by songs. Just when you think you’ve heard all the melodies, meters, and metaphors, a song like this pops out of a guy sounding both brand-new and like its existed all along.
This is the effortless sound of the careful application of craft.
Boh!
The Decemberists – Summersong from The Crane Wife
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Hi, Kevin. We in the East Bay love you. Still.
This reminds me of Al Stewart. [I know you're in there, you're just out of sight . . . Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight.] Al Stewart, one of the tiny multicolored happy streams running through my otherwise polluted blood.
Keep it up.
oooooh … thanks for the tip! Al Stewart is mostly unexplored territory for me. Here I go ! ! !