The frame of mind I’ve been in recently hasn’t enabled me to listen to much music. I’d put something on and find I wasn’t able to absorb it, and, after a few minutes or sometimes even less, I’d need to click off and retreat back into silence.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I need my silence. As an introvert and a quiet person I need my silence very much, however I also need to be able to reach for music whenever the need arises. And not being able to do that has been fucking horrendous.
But today I thought about Chelsea Wolfe’s new album Birth Of Violence and how much I wanted to listen to it. I also thought of the mess that my head has been attempting to keep me tangled in and I thought, fuck it, I’m going to listen to it.
Or at least attempt to.
And readers, I listened to the full album. For the first time in a month, I listened to a full album. And it was, as I expected it to be – utterly sublime, like everything Wolfe brings into existence. My favourite track would have to Be All Things. I just melted into it.
It might be, then, a good time to let you know that me and my Cave Mouth bandmate Meghan will be launching a blog where we share music that we love and that inspires us. It should be up this week and I’ll give you news as it comes.
I’m using today’s experience – THANK YOU CHELSEA WOLFE! – as a gateway back into music, and as soon as I’ve finished this post, I’ll be looking for the next album I want to immerse myself in.