Musical Advent Calendar, fourth part.
Seeing as I'm actually feeling reasonably calm today, I thought I should post songs-to-cry-to. Because today, gentle readers, I can actually listen to them and still breathe.
Starting off with Elliott Smith might be a bit obvious, but Between the Bars is so full of beauty and longing it's more or less guaranteed to reduce me to a shuddering heap. I'm not really allowed to listen to it very much, because it makes me question there being a point to my life. It's still wonderful.
Make me a day
Make me whole again
And I wonder
If he's ok
If you see him say hi
Tori almost always speaks my mind. No further explanation on this one.
Tankar på Nattgammal Is (Thoughts on the Overnight Ice) is the only song by Euskefeurat which makes me cry from sadness (rather than homesickness). It's about a man telling his son about "the worth and price of work" and about how a life of hard work has broken him down, and now that he can't work, he's lost his identity. My grandad was physically broken by a life of hard work. He started working full time on the farm and in the forest when he was 13 and he kept on working all his life. He worked himself up to a good position at the steel plant, but all those years of hard labour killed his back, his lungs and his knees. This song reminds me of him and loads of other old men in my part of the country, but mostly him. And it makes me cry because I miss him so much.
Once again, quoting the lyrics instead of explaining.
No meathook is as bad
as a hook through the heart
There's no pain that
can make the non-feel feel at all
A hole through the skin
will not make you whole
What is dominion over a faltering soul
and a heart that's been severed from the body // Hannah Fury
I'm going to go listen to something sickeningly optimistic and upbeat now, otherwise tonight will be rough.