Hold on to it best you can.
Her mystery, unique sounds and dark nights will be gone for another year soon.
I know it’s still hot as hell in my parts of the deep south, but my memories tell me it’s all fading.
I’m sitting on my porch a little longer. Really listening. Really making sure this summer makes a mark in my memory of summers long gone from me.
I can listen to Interpol’s Turn on the Bright Lights, Leif Erickson specifically and remember what these hot nights are all about. Remember listening to the record over and over as I drove from Long Beach up to Oxford for the return to school. Remember going to the Interpol concert alone the summer I interned in Tampa. Met some interesting Colombian fans and joined them days later in Orlando. Why Orlando? It was only an hour away. I don’t know. I was 20. At 25 and a wee bit heartbroken all I could do was walk, so I put my cd in my disc-man (yep old school – only 3 years ago – have I ever told you how many ipods I’ve lost) and walked walked walked the quiet neighborhoods at night. Got pretty fit in the process. This record has followed be through summers the last 10 years. It came out in 2002, August actually.
So, this blog starts my final internal push to save summer.
Enjoy Leif Erikson with me. The dark :: haunting vocals are best with moonlight.
LISTEN :: LISTEN :: LISTEN – Around 3:12 my heart breaks every time. In a good way.
–as a side note. The song “untitled” on this same record is so amazing I can’t even write about it. Listen and fall at your own risk.