I’ve been writing this column for a while now, and after over 100 entries, some weeks are more difficult than others to say something interesting or insightful…even about the music I love. And damn, if current events don’t make it even harder to come up with something…anything to write about, either as escapism or criticism, devotion or aplomb. I love all of these songs so much, and I want others to as well, but it’s incredibly hard to whip up excitement, all of the ballyhoo seeming trite or conspicuously vacant when our current culture war is taking a decidedly violent turn. Nazis abound evidently, and that’s about as abhorrent a phrase as I’ve ever had to write before. And while it’d be easy (and certainly cathartic) to gather and listen to “Nazi Punks Fuck Off” all day, it’s just something I can’t do right now. (I am at work after all.)
Anyway, here’s a song about dying by the classic Minnesota band Low (RIP Mimi), from their 2005 album The Great Destroyer. “Walk into the Sea” closes the record out, a wistful desire to meet again after time washes everything away. It’s a wonderful, if melancholy sentiment, and maybe something to cling onto every now and again to let the anger subside.
Hopefully someday, time will wash these fuckers away too.
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