thistled spring

[habiliments]

Maybe it's the weather; maybe it's the thousands of words I just need to write; maybe it's something magical that only happens every so often. Whatever it is, this new Horse Feathers album, Thistled Spring, is casting a spell on me. It results in goosebumps and an awareness of the way the rain outside comes and goes against the tiny window. It results in a cocoon feeling, the good kind, when you think if you could just push the right combination of keys, the rest of the world would fall away and you wouldn't be distracted or angry or frustrated, you'd just do, and do more, until you needed to come back down and eat chocolate and make champagne cocktails for friends until summer comes through the door.

Go. Listen.