A spontaneous autobiographical disclosure. A free-form slo-mo listening party. A song a day. Yours to enjoy.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Christmas in New York
Ah, the Yuletide. Most years, I find myself with plans fallen through or neglected, spending Christmas day in the emptied-out city. Not having much use for the holiday itself, I tend to happily drift through town, enjoying the hush and exodus. It lasts just long enough to get into some good alone-time reflection before actual loneliness can set in.
This song came to my attention in a bar in Tel Aviv. Hey, why not? Having since heard Elliott Smith's original, I like this one much better. And I think it aptly suits my Christmas mind. Sure, it's maudlin, but it's pretty like cold air and tiny lights.
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Oh my god! My favorite Elliot Smith song-- covered?! beautiul
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