The Playlists of Autumns Past

Happy first day of fall, folks! This season is, without a doubt, my favorite part of the year. And it’s not because of the proliferation of pumpkin-flavored treats. It’s the huge emotional upheaval that the drop in temperatures always seems to bring with it. All it takes is the smell of a burned out fire for … Continue reading The Playlists of Autumns Past

Flashback: My Top 10 Albums of 2011, As Explained By My Mother

The Head and the Heart – The Head and the Heart “Sounds like blah blah blah searching for himself, blah blah blah roots have grown, same ol same ol pay phones, telephones, lonely days, yep what everybody sings about these days. Show me something new, velvet voice. Blah blah blah.” Bon Iver – Bon Iver“I … Continue reading Flashback: My Top 10 Albums of 2011, As Explained By My Mother

In Which I Wrote a Love Letter to Music

I wrote this love letter at the end of my freshman year. That year was a parade of dorm room windows, traveling to concerts, Alabama backroads, strangers turning into friends, and friends turning into strangers. I love that I have this letter, from the end of the year, when I emerged scraped and bruised and … Continue reading In Which I Wrote a Love Letter to Music

In Which It’s The Rhythm of a Southbound Train

This song: Southbound Train – Jon Foreman. Sounds like: The hum of a language I don’t understand at the airport when I land. The sight of Thomas when he found me in the crowd; he was suntanned and grinning from a summer in Spain. How seeing him running toward me felt undeniably like coming home. … Continue reading In Which It’s The Rhythm of a Southbound Train

In Which We Make Auburn Weird

Album review: Gnu’s Room Christmas (feat. Adventure the Great, Low June, The Hedgerow Folk, Dave Potts, Ellington Way, Lydia Cash and David Mueller, and Teacup and the Monster) In even my most gleaming reviews of Auburn as a freshman, I always added in the same breath: plus-Atlanta-is-right-there-whenever-we-want-to-see-some-good-music. Like a tic, I would explain away the … Continue reading In Which We Make Auburn Weird