I’ve been in all sorts of odd moods today. Last night, and most of this morning, I was pretty focused on one thought, and I was humming “Miss In Love With Her Own Fate” by Scout Niblett over and over. Like most of the songs on the album (I Am), instrumentation is sparse – at best – and very beat driven, but still so easy to hum, which is a nice acheivement, I think. Anyway, it was the line “Ma, this boy is driving me wild” that I kept humming.
I was scouring YouTube for the song (I have the CD, but I wanted to post the song here) but alas, like so many other songs I look up, it’s not there. (I should maybe do something about that one day). So then I looked through all the stuff of hers that is, and got thoroughly immersed in the live renditions available of Scout singing the track “Nevada”.
And just like that, the sadness, the heaviness, I was feeling before I logged in just melted away. My mood turned and the purpose of this post changed – maybe it has no point anymore, or never did, but I’m still humming and now it’s with a smile.
This is why I love music.