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Song Enjoyment 88: A Bit Nippy
Title and Registration- Death Cab For Cutie
So, Death Cab. I think I’m going to launch into a more personal story here. Around this time two years ago I was starting to get into them. My friend Casey asked me if I liked them. I had this really good mp3 player at the time that got radio reception, so I listened to the local indie/rock/alternative station a lot. Codes and Keys had come out recently and their song You Are a Tourist was playing a lot on that station. So I told Casey that I liked that one song and at his urging I listened to them more. Incidentally I had two of their albums already, Plans and Transatlanticism. I was going on a school trip to D.C. the next day, so I put those albums on that good mp3 player and off I went. By the end of the day I was in love. I don’t know what it was, the guitars, the lyrics, the drums and bass, who knows. I associate the refreshing sting of mid to late May air with their music.
I was going to talk about the song The Sound of Settling, but it would’ve been something a bit lackluster to talk about. So we’re going to talk about this song instead. I really like the instrumentation here. it feels very simple. The acoustic guitar working with the drums, hell even almost acting like a bass at points, though the bass is good here don’t get me wrong. It all subtly builds up with the inclusion of I’m guessing keyboards. The lyrics are straight forward when you look at them written down. It’s about someone going through their car, possibly getting pulled over looking for their title and registration, and finding pictures and reminders of a past love and we hear their thoughts on it. This song is actually sort of me and Casey’s song, I feel like it is anyway. Not a song to describe our friendship or anything, though sadly our friendship is slowing down, but a song we bonded over. There’s this live performance of the song that I remember him showing me and that I thought was really cool and then he went to go see Death Cab near my birthday last year and for said birthday he uploaded his video of this song live and had little annotations on it for me. I watch it every time I go through my favorites on youtube. It’s his favorite song of theirs. Needless to say, whenever I hear this song I think about him.
but if I ever do come out to my stepdad whilst under this roof, he’d probably just make church attendance mandatory and ban me from seeing anyone since he believes that the only one that can help is God and not conversion therapy or anything like that
or maybe he won’t even care
he has said that the biggest sin is not believing in God and I already have that on me and I only go to church on select holidays or dates and he doesn’t hate me
I have no idea with this man
drafts for the email I’m supposed to send to my counselor today:
dear counselor,
I notice no changes from this last week of taking medication. I feel the same as I always feel.
I am posting really trivial nonsense thoughts onto my blog with more frequency though.
I’m pretty sure that’s because I’m going crazy with boredom and loneliness.
No one loves me.
See you in September!~
love, me
