Notes: I really wanted to play my bass this week, so I layered it thick. I treated it like a deep, cozy rhythm guitar. To me, the resulting texture evoked hygge, a Danish concept with which you may or may not be familiar, having to do with creating comfort or contentment. Because of that, the words are about staying put with somebody good. I think they key in on some of the feelings that I had hunkering down with Rebecca during the deepest parts of lockdown.
Those days were bizarre and difficult, but we were lucky to be together, creating a bubble of comfort, looking out for each other, and making life work as best we could. When I reflect with friends who were also privileged enough not to lose somebody during that time, I often hear about a strange and pervasive feeling of guilt accompanying some of the positive associations and memories that coalesce around closing ourselves off from the world, and leading a quieter life for a time. But we were just doing the best we could. I'm sincerely grateful to have had a measure of comfort while the world went to hell.
lyrics
We'll wait 'til tomorrow
It'll be fine
We'll spread our things out
Across the floor
We'll paint a map
Across the ceiling
We'll hang a sign out
On the door
We'll draw a curtain
In daylight
We'll light a candle
And let it burn
We'll be the one
To count the other
We'll stop the clock
To watch us turn
Wake up sleepyhead
And we'll feel fine
Figuring ways out
To pass the time