Ben Gibbard/Harvest Moon
A few years ago I was lucky enough to see Ben Gibbard of Death Cab for Cutie (and Postal Service) perform a solo acoustic show in New York. It kind of took seeing him in this quieter setting for me to fully appreciate what a brilliant, brilliant songwriter he is. His lyrics always seem sewn together like lace, so delicately done. “I’ll be the phonograph that plays your favorite albums back as you’re lying there, drifting off to sleep…”, always strikes me as one of the sweetest expressions of love I’ve ever heard.
So tonight I could use a little sweetness, since I’m feeling a bit cloudy at the moment. A bit thunderey. I found this video of him covering Neil Young’s Harvest Moon, another favorite song (which incidentally I saw Neil perform on my birthday years and years ago at Jones Beach, one of the prettiest places you can see a show, and I remember, as he started to play, the clouds parted and a full moon – a fucking actual harvest moon – floated in a gentle arc over our heads for the entire song, and seemed to disappear the moment it ended.)
Anyway. I just think this clip combines Ben’s sweetness and Neil’s sweetness into one cozy sleeping bag of warm feelings. So I’m going to try to climb into that sleeping bag and get rid of this cloudy crap.
WATCH HERE
August 31st, 2008 at 5:45 pm
I hope your clouds have passed, Jessi. A month between mice is too long to wait.
September 6th, 2008 at 11:16 am
Will you be blogging for the debates this year? (fingers crossed)