Song of the Week: "Skinny Love" - Bon Iver
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There is something mysterious about seeing a telephone line slung across acres of snow fields in February. The staggered black line strung out, sagging like a mule’s saddled back, the hundred thousand voices weighing through the weaves of tiny wires, nearly touching one another but never being known until they empty into someone’s ear on the other end. I wonder what the voices would look like if that cable split in half? Would they spill out like strings of water held in place just long enough until they vanished before the frozen ground? Would they still carry on until they came to those who they were intended for? Just ghosts in the wind, always traveling.Sometimes I think the same of music. I imagine a man holed up in a cabin in Wisconsin. He splits more wood after dinner just to warm his fingers so he can pick up his guitar before bed. He strums out a few chords and sings for the walls, and himself, and the girl that lives twenty miles away, but it could be two thousand to him. His song echoes around the room, catching for a moment in each corner before shifting to the next. If a window was open, I wonder if that song would ever reach her, or if it would just vanish before hitting the frozen air outside?Enjoy Bon Iver (pronounced = bohn eevair, intentional misspelling of bon hiver, which is French for “good winter”).I hope my words reach you, darling. Somehow. Somewhere.
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