tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655521.post4974463916417129986..comments2024-02-07T12:13:18.013+00:00Comments on missing dust jacket: song of the week: chicago - sufjan stevensraspberry berethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11818036801098489630noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655521.post-17545906242117816732007-10-14T08:31:00.000+00:002007-10-14T08:31:00.000+00:00'Sort of busy'. Hugs.The first song of the week I...'Sort of busy'. Hugs.<BR/><BR/>The first song of the week I can hear in my head as I read your post! I always took it to be about change too, and I think it does go somewhere - apart from to the obvious cities. I always thought it was about finding some kind of understanding, perhaps a bleaker truth. It leaves me feeling a bit empty too, and sadder, and yet both of these are somehow good things.<BR/><BR/>Then again John Wayne Gacy, Jr. is one of my favourite songs, so I don't know what that says about me.<BR/><BR/>Love you xxxofpinsandneedleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08342960494809104522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655521.post-86904713229837561632007-10-08T16:18:00.000+00:002007-10-08T16:18:00.000+00:00oh God. This song, for me, is walking or cycling t...oh God. This song, for me, is walking or cycling through Oxford last winter, in the dark, on my own, feeling more alone than I thought I ever could. Knowing that even when I got home it wouldn't be any more home than out there on the road on my own, because all the things or people that could have made it so were far away. It just sums up for me the terrible truth of having to go through all the dark times...<BR/><BR/>I'm actually sitting in the library howling just remembering. I shall stop and go to my grad drinks party...<BR/><BR/>see you tomorrow!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com