There are some days that I overdose on sad songs. Not because i’m feeling particularly down, or anything… there’s just a need to embrace the loveliness that can come when you listen to strains of sorrow in the syllables of a singers words, the overtures of grief in the crescendo of a much beloved refrain, the inky sweetness of penning down specific lyrics that tangle themselves into your heartstrings for just a moment. I tumble myself down a playlist of bittersweet love songs (Red Dust- James Vincent Mcmorrow) , or even just songs that tear inexplicable moments of pain in you from the sheer beauty of them (Miserere- Gregorio Allegri ) and then come back to myself with little gems of inspiration, spill out shapes of cheer on paper, and feel the precious balance of emotions in flux that art and music can create.
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I always find I draw so much better when I listen to sad songs. I don’t know why, maybe it’s the influx of heartbreak and heartache all at once?