“I Don’t Enjoy Sad Songs”

The above quote was brought up over the past weekend about a friend of one of my housemates from back home, and we all laughed at the concept of it for perhaps different reasons. The people in the room that knew him better than myself laughed because they knew examples of artists who the quoted person claimed to love which seemed to contradict the statement, but I laughed because it seemed like such an odd point to define your music interests. ‘Sad songs’ are going to find their way into every genre of music because a vast majority of artists will have something pushing them which inspires some form of sadness, it’s the nature of the beast.

Plus who’s to say what a sad song is when depressing topics such as “We Will Become Silhouettes” by The Postal Service and “Dying Is Fine” by Ra Ra Riot can be presented in such pretty and poppy ways? Listening is more of an empathetic process than anything else, and the listener by no means has to copy the feeling of the music. You don’t have to be happy to enjoy a happy song, and you don’t have to be sad when you hear a sad song, it’s just about trying to identify and understand why the artist is feeling that emotion and displaying it in this manner. To prove this point, I’ve compiled a playlist of ten songs I would say are sad but make me happy when I listen to them, and I hope that other people share this feeling with me.

Jeffrey Lewis- The East River

The Magnetic Fields- I Don’t Believe in the Sun

Okkervil River- On Tour With Zykos


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Song-A-Day: January 6th

Happy Birthday to Arctic Monkeys frontman Alex Turner who turns 28 today. The Arctic Monkeys exploded onto the scene with Whatever People Say I Am, That’s What I’m Not¬†back in 2006, and since then the band has developed into becoming the premiere modern english rock group, with Turner’s improvement as a lyricist being cited as a major reason for why. Our Song-A-Day celebrates Mr. Turner’s Birthday and comes off of the band’s sophomore album Favourite Worst Nightmare:¬†“505”

I’m going back to 505
If it’s a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination you’re waiting, lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs

Stop and wait a sec
Oh, when you look at me like that, my darling
What did you expect?
I probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
Or I did last time I checked

Not shy of a spark
A knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark
Frightened by the bite though it’s no harsher than the bark
Middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start

I’m going back to 505
If it’s a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination you’re waiting, lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs

But I crumble completely when you cry
It seems like once again you’ve had to greet me with goodbye
I’m always just about to go and spoil a surprise
Take my hands off of your eyes too soon

I’m going back to 505
If it’s a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination you’re waiting, lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs and a smile!