Falling, Falling, Falling
I’ve just put myself in the deep end, in relation to this and this. It’s kind of frightening. Quite unusual. I talked to a mutual friend yesterday, and I basically head-plonked after listening to what they had to say, I was so confused, so later on I went for a run and gained some resolve. I also wrote a song, kind of. Actually I’ve written a few songs, or at least choruses, lately, but I’ve never bothered to put music to them. I guess it’s just one of those things, where expressing a feeling helps you understand it a bit better. My expressions just happen to have verses and choruses at the moment.
It was odd, I don’t usually feel this way about this kind of thing. I usually compose myself fairly well, but I’ve had a sense of… Desperation, even. Which is completely out of character. I’m kind of taking it as a sign that it’s different this time, but then I should probably still take the chance to step back and evaluate things a bit before getting too over the top about it all.
One of my saviours in all this has been Phoenix, and their song 1901. I’ve been listening to it almost non-stop, and I’m not even sure why, but I cannot cease. Notable thanks also go to Chris Isaak’s album Forever Blue and The Shins’ Oh Inverted World. Strangely enough, Belle and Sebastian haven’t come into the picture yet. Wow, it really is different this time around!
