Songs For Your Day

On days that I drink Earl Grey tea, I have a tendency to listen to Jens Lekman. Perhaps it’s the warming sensation they both provide. It’s chilly and raining here in Atlanta, a pattern that won’t seem to break (I left Muncie, didn’t I?), and the frequent chilly draft of the office leaves me craving sunshine and spring flowers. A good Earl Grey can half-unearth these things, I can feel the tulip bulbs begin to burst through the weary seams of earth with each sip I take. But the bulbs need a leg up, a voice to guide them along.

We would probably find ourselves in a perpetual state of spring if Jens Lekman would just travel the earth singing with a marching band. Remember in Ferngully, when Magi Lune would put her hand to a tree, and new life would spring underneath it? Jens Lekman’s voice might have that power, at least in our hearts it should. Tell me “Maple Leaves” doesn’t make you think sunshine. Listen to “A Sweet Summer Night on Hammer Hill” and try to convince me you don’t feel half drunk on Dandelion Wine.

My favorite lately, although they vary month to month, is “Put your Arms Around Me.” Because it captures the innocent feeling of fresh love.  I’m not talking about Hallmark card Love, the kind you let other people articulate for you. What I’m referring to is the kind of love that makes you want to try everything, ever. The kind that makes you feel most alive.  You’ll skydive, you’ll jump in puddles, stay up all night, shoot fireworks, make ridiculous art projects, drive anywhere, drive everywhere, all for one other person. In this case, a rare case, I say ignore the lyrics (about Jens cutting off his finger while slicing an Avacado). Somewhere in there is an odd form of what I’m talking about. Springtime can make you reckless.

-Laura