Behold, the sun. At long last! All morning and most of the afternoon. Brighter than I'd seen in weeks. Oh, sure, it was still cold as all hell — seven Fahrenheit when the X49 blew past me — but that was alright. I was alright to stand there a bit longer, out of the way of the drips coming down off the building, and let the snow on the tops of my shoes turn to slush.
Also today, I added my favorite song from
this Black Kids EP to the Infinite Mixtape I've been sending out to select forch folk. Back when I was blogging regular about music, the albums that I gravitated toward were often the underdog ones that somehow felt wont and familiar from the first listen, like this one does. Like, it seems I could have heard these songs 20 years ago when MTV was still new-ish and I only knew a couple kids who had it, or maybe they were on a cassette my brother left behind when he went to college, the one that I played the hell out of, more than
Doolittle, more than
Damaged, even. But, no, these are brand new and real fun and way more exciting than anything Radiohead.