sun down
all better now?
Good morning! I hope you’re having a peaceful summer so far. Happy world emoji day too. ☀️ Today I wanted to share some thoughts about sun down, which is a new song you can now listen to via the lyric video above or any of the streaming links listed in the listening tree. Thanks for reading and for giving sun down a spin. ✌️
don’t 📷 forget
If it’s just the photo I’m picturing
where'd my memory go?
I was right there
beside the camera
I saw something similar
but somehow not the same
Now I can't remember what I saw
I only remember the photograph
sun 🌅 down
It’s summertime. The vegetables are doing their damnedest to grow. I’m starting to think we’ve planted ours in the wrong spot. They’re all striving for the sun. I am too?
I’ve been increasingly weary of the weather and heartbroken about the news just like everybody else this year, but this summer I’ve been making a concerted effort to lean into the light and welcome clear blue skies any day we have them.
sun down jumped up my list of songs to share when the temperature first hit 30, and it felt good to revisit the memories embedded within . We’ve turned towards the smaller, simpler parts of our lives these past few months, and sun down feels a bit like that kind of summer. Also, maybe it felt like a slow-burn cancer jam like man down was calling for a soft return?
sun down is about turning towards joy, whenever possible. It’s for dancing with your partner. It’s for sitting with a cold drink and staring at a body of water. It’s a song about any type of love that asks for nothing, shows up often, and makes the world more gentle. It’s a shadow show on a wall and a water-colour sky.
All of these talented people bounced this song into being. It’s not the first time they’ve helped me find the joy of a thing. They do it often, for themselves and others. You should spend some time with the beautiful music they make too.
after you’ve listen to sun down though, k?
hearts among the truest ~ IC ~ IV ~ MP ~ MS ~ LT ~ AG ~ PD
the 🛶 lake
I was 15 and pouty when my parents took on the cottage at Harris Lake. They did it for my sister and I so we could be in nature more and to encourage community with a constellation of family friends that would join us there. For the early years, I just didn’t like all the work of making it work, and I wasn’t recognizing the beauty of the place. That part snuck up on me slowly.
Over and over, they’d drag me up North to spend a weekend, or a longer weekend, and I’d go mope to the little boathouse at the shore with a guitar. Countless hours of my teenagehood spent writing weird songs and staring out at the water.
That’ll do it.
By adulthood, I loved the place. Parenting plan panned out. ✅
I learned a lot about life on earth there.
Inhale. Exhale.
I can still hear some of the musical memories (or am I thinking of a recording?)
Cully, Yuula, dad and I pointing amps out to weekenders on the opposite shore to play incessant drone loops at them
Long weekends with 10 Bruces stomping their feet on the hardwood, hollering and laughing and group singing every single note one at a time for of songs, for some reason
The Anglers Arms as both a crest on the door and a band name, clanking bottles with Mike and Cam or figuring out Snailhouse songs for Isla and I to sing
My folks sold the cottage at the end of the season last year. After spending a few years trying to find someone, there was suddenly a new family to take it over. In just a few weeks, we removed all the things we’d brought there over the years - most everything that made it ‘us’ - and left our little spot at the lake to find a new future, with a lot to love about our past. sun down is now a mirror of a memory, just like these photos.
lazin ☁️ about
Did she say it like that? Did I dream it up? True story?
Leave room for wonder. Songs are for putting yourself inside of.
We took hours for pasta from scratch and naps in the hammock and cruises to sunset bay. We drank the sun down on so many nights, on that lake and everywhere else we’ve gone. Always tried to snap one photo with a camera, and another in our minds.
No recording necessary, I can still see it all.
Inhale. Exhale.
timegun helped me make a playlist of songs that could share headspace with sun down, and I’ll leave you with that in hopes it stokes some wonder to help you soak up summer.
Don’t forget to feel it.