It hasn't been an easy month.
(and that's the understatement of the year)
but it's better. it's getting there. I'm feeling tinges of happiness in my heart -- it's all very hopeful.
and through this all I reconnected with a song that stirs my soul.
in my most broken moments I would sing this song to myself --
"I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your linesWho will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?"
It isn't a song that reflects my feelings towards someone else, or a situation with someone else, or a story with someone else. Its a song that reflected me. my inner dialogue. I believe when people are broken, hurt, let down, and devastated our minds split into two: the broken down part and the part that is trying SO HARD to move on. It's a constant battle, at least to me. I feel this song captured it perfectly.
Then I read an interview today with Justin Vernon , the magical man behind Bon Iver, where he said pretty much exactly what I thought: its a song to himself, trying to move on and be real again but being overcome with self-accusations and negativity. A song to the part of him that he battles everyday to stay afloat.
perfection.
I bet I listened to 'Skinny Love' 4-6 times a day this whole month, it continues to give me goosebumps. Then I saw this performance doubled them. Raw. Wonderful. Song of the Year: 2008. (don't you dare tell me how awe inspiring it was to see him at Pitchfork, JP! I can only, sadly, imagine.)