Posts tagged with "winter"

Winter City Nights

The back of Social

A shot of the rear entrance of Social, a restau­rant I’ve only dined in once, but have passed by, wish­ing I was inside, many times. I like how the mood in the shot is warm, against the implied cold from the Christmas lights. One could sit here at any time of year and soak up the seren­i­ty, where a song by Sigur Rós (at night, when it’s com­fort­ably crowd­ed) is as rel­e­vant as a song by Edith Piaff (par­tic­u­lar­ly in the fall, when the skies are grey) is as rel­e­vant as a song by Iron And Wine (dur­ing the ear­ly days of sum­mer, when it’s still cool in the evening).

Winter Morning Playlist

Thumbnail: Winter view from my apartment

Usually, my playlists are very care­ful­ly planned, and aside from a few orga­nized by genre, are based on emo­tion and expe­ri­ence. However, there was there was one morn­ing when I got up, and found myself out­side on a chilly fall day, with every­thing was cov­ered in an ear­ly win­ter frost. Past the build­ings and the trees, a wall of cloud hung over the riv­er, faz­ing stark whites through pale reds, coloured by the ear­ly sun.

This playlist was inspired by that sin­gle morn­ing. The music is a mix of two moods; the first is a relaxed and beat-ori­ent­ed, while the oth­er is more dreamy and floaty. I rec­om­mend it for long trips by bus dur­ing the fall-win­ter tran­si­tion. The bus real­ly is the best way to pay atten­tion to the land­scape and the chang­ing sky.

Portishead — Glory Box
Portishead — It’s A Fire
Portishead — Mysterons
Portishead — Roads
DJ Clue — Exclusive New Shit (feat. Nature)
Nas — Gotta Love It
Dido — Aria
Pinback — Loro
The Fugees — Ready Or Not
Xzibit — Carry The Weight
DNTEL — Why I’m So Unhappy
Cardigans — Explode
Band Of Bees — Punchbag
Modest Mouse — The World At Large
Bel Canto — Capio
Radiohead — Everything In Its Right Place
Radiohead — Motion Picture Soundtrack
Radiohead — No Surprizes
Sigur Rós — Ágætis Byrjun
Omni Trio — Higher Ground
Sylver — In Your Eyes
Dune — Winter Kills

A Night Facing South

Crashed at Aaron’s last night, and my god how beau­ti­ful the sky was at his place. His unblind­ed win­dows were filled with an intense gra­di­ent, and it real­ly empha­sized the stark naked­ness of the trees that were bare­ly peer­ing above the hori­zon. It was the bright­est night of the win­ter, and the room was filled with orange-pink light. I lay on his couch, wish­ing I could keep my eyes open for just anoth­er sec­ond longer before I suc­cumbed to exhaus­tion.