I love this song more than words can say.
Its 2005. I am lying defeated on my futon staring at my ceiling. Its also winter, and I remember my eyelashes freezing when stepping outside in the cold. Stars, Set Yourself on Fire was played so much I had to burn multiple copies.
Sometimes, I believe it plays in the back of my dreams.
It never ceases to amaze me how music, much like smell, can transport you immediately to another time. I hope it is always like that. Even if the memory hurts. Its inevitable that we change from the first listen, to the next, especially if the time lapsed is years, so its almost like each song, or album, is a facet of yourself. And when you listen again, sometimes you’re listening to the music, but sometimes you’re transported completely and well, that’s pretty grand when you think about it.
I’m avoiding sleep, much like work at the moment, because I keep having the same nightmare where my noise bleeds profusely. Methinks this cannot be good for business. Both the dream, and the insomnia.
A lovely post !
If it is any consolation music seems to even be more powerful for me as the years progress – like shadows burnt into my retina, certain faces or images come to mind immediately when a beloved song streams across my consciousness. I can often relive how I felt when first hearing the song and what it meant to me. Of course some songs grow with you a well, taking on new meaning as time passes and they journey with you through many stages of your life. This will always be so for me.
Thank-you.
Its true, music does tend to become more powerful with time. Perhaps as we lament time gone. Its pretty fabulous either way though.
beautiful song… i want to play it again and again.
I usually have it on repeat whenever I click to it. You should check out the whole album, its quite brilliant.
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