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i didn’t think i could love her more than i already do. here’s sharon van etten playing the ukulele.
the video for one of my top 3 favorite songs from Damien Jurado’s latest album Maraqopa.
happy birthday to me!
tomorrow i turn 31. last year, i turned 30 and it was great. friends came into town, i felt loved, i laughed. after a year of living in different cities, my husband and i were reunited, which was/is so, so good. things seemed to be on the brink of getting even better. don’t get me wrong, 30 feels good. in many ways i feel more confident than i ever have before. i’m sure 31 will feel much the same.
but soon after i turned 30, shit happened.
in particular, two very heartbreaking things have largely defined this past year. at times it is hard to see beyond their realities, their weight; but other times, i am hopeful, or at least i feel in control of my grief, my sadness, my anxiety.
i have countless things to be thankful for and i try to focus on that. there are these moments where everything feels right, good. i cherish those moments. i am hopeful things will get better.
with that said, this song has been a bit of my anthem:
today it is this song.
Virginia by David Bazan, from the album Strange Negotiations.
is this tumblr is turning into a Damien Jurado fan page? maybe. there are worse things, i suppose.
Write me a song I can sing in my sleep
As sure as the rain that will fall where you stand
I want you and the skyline these are my demands”
*from this song from Damien Jurado’s new album Maraqopa. I cannot get it out of my head today. and i’m perfectly ok with that.
Let me say that the transition was from the Girl Talk track to the David Bazan track was fantastic. i mean, brilliant.
also of note on this and many runs in DC (particularly through woodley park). if you, dear pedestrian, get in my way, chances are i might plow into you. this is not because i’m a jerk*, but rather not a great runner, so stopping or dramatic slow downs are not preferred.
*i might be a bit a of a jerk
My love for Damien Jurado is no secret.
I was first introduced to his music in the late 90s and my appreciation has only grown.
I can say with some certainty that he is my favorite musician. I know, it’s that serious.
His new album is out. It’s a bit of a departure from his previous stuff, but the more I listen to it, the more I like it. I’m especially enjoying the track “museum of flight.” This enjoyment is three fold:
1. superficially, I love museums. even just the word. museum.
2. I spent a very boring day in the late 80s at the Museum of Flight in Seattle. I was a kid. I was on family vacation (side note: my mom could plan a pretty solid, non-disney, vacation. I appreciate that very much now). I didn’t yet appreciate the art of museums. not fully.
3. Mr. Jurado hits some nice falsettos in this track. Sounds nice, real nice.
I’m not going to lie, I have such a crush on mr. tillman right now.
via royalblueiris:
J. Tillman; A Take Away Show