I decided to look at what people in the Born In 1979 webring were writing about.
Their children
Their marriages and divorces
Fuck me.
He doesn’t want her but he just won’t let her go.
Stars – Set Yourself On Fire is an album that I used to love in a light superficial way. Melodic, uplifting, fun, reflective indie pop. I love that they are Canadian. I love that they are low notoriety. Today I put it on after not hearing it for a long while. The lyrics were prominent over the instrumentation for maybe the first time. It felt satisfying to stumble into a soundtrack so fitting for my breakup – reflective, beautiful and sweetly sad.
You know, I was stuck for a while in a dead end romance that only existed because I was too lazy to do better for myself. Plus I was always runnign away and someway, somehow, I kept winding up back with him who made me so goddamn miserable, the one I didn’t want to be with and cursed the day I ever met. And then one day I just let it, him, the history, go.
And eventually I found someone new, someone who didn’t make me miserab;e, someone I could laugh and be silly with and have impromptu dance parties with in my living room.
What is this backdrop? I find it distrubingly scientific
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