I love the nights where spring creeps closer to summer and its 7 p.m. on Friday and its cool enough to sport your favorite denim jacket, saunter down Houston without even the slightest hint of sweat beads gathering to stain the back of your shirt or attempt destruction on your hair but still warm enough that you’re shielded against the subtle chills that sneak up the spaces between your arm and the inside of your sleeves.
I won’t apologize for not posting in a bit but I’m Jewish so the guilt doesn’t evade me. I haven’t felt all that inspired these past few months until recently which feels sad to say. Music helps me both rationalize events and escape them and writing about music forces me to confront feelings and events and parcel the nuances of them and I guess I just haven’t felt like doing it really. Maybe at a later date.
Because of this, I’ve created a guide of sorts detailing the perfect times to listen to the below tracks and albums.
Mac Miller, Swimming - on a plane if you have a window seat
Drake, So Far Gone - driving through your hometown
Tegan and Sara, The Con - upstate New York on a fall day but NOT when apple picking. God, no.
Rosalía, PIENSO EN TU MIRÁ - Saturday morning errands, or on your way home the Morning After
Frank Ocean, Blonde - When you feel invisible (its okay it happens)
Bad Bunny, X100PRE - a humid Saturday evening, windows down on the LIE
Troye Sivan & Ariana Grande, Dance To This - when you miss someone and you are also horny
Kanye West, Violent Crimes - alone in your bedroom on a Thursday night (it matters)
Megan Thee Stallion - after a great date or whenever you feel powerful or when you need to remind yourself of your power, basically most times are good times except maybe at a funeral although I would definitely be down for playing Megan Thee Stallion at my funeral, remember that for me will ya?
Anyway, I’ll probably keep doing this every so often!