Everytime I hear certain songs from Van's
Astral Weeks, like "Cypress Avenue," which I am currently enjoying, I cannot help but smile inside and out. (See
more info here/Wikipedia entry and see the
Lester Bangs review of Astral Weeks here).
I cannot help just allowing myself to get lost in the dream-like world of unfulfilled longing and ever-present melancholy that seems such an accurate emotional map of so much of my own life.
I find it so strange, though, that it makes me so happy to lose myself in all of that sweet, intensely passionate desire and the sadness of his love. Strange. Odd.
But, G_d, if it isn't just incredibly beautiful, isn't it?