With this mix, I chose to summon a different kind of nostalgia. A nostalgia for something that have yet to experience, but feel like I have. Anemoia is the word for it. In Portuguese, the word is saudade. The feeling of a vague, and constant desire for something that does not, and probably cannot exist, for something other than the present, a turning towards the past or towards the future; not an active discontent or poignant melancholy, but a dreamy, and intangible wistfulness.
Category: Now Listen Here
Spirit of the Dawn: Spring 2022 Mix
I have this, and this isn’t a mouth full of the names of odd flowers I’ve grown in secret. I know none of these by name but have this garden now, and pastel somethings bloom near the others and others. I have this trowel, these overalls, this…
A Hazy Halcyon Daze: A Midsummer Joint
“In the wild soft summer darkness How many and many a night we two together Sat in the park and watched The Hudson Wearing her lights like golden spangles Glinting on black satin. The rail along the curving pathway Was low in a happy place to let us cross, And down the hill a tree…
That Band Does Not Exist 