Regina Spektor is a genius. Each song she creates seems uniqely handcrafted, shaped lovingly and with great care. The musical equivalent to hand blown glass. The melodies are most often delicate and smooth, falling in on themselves and stretching outward as she commands. The lyrics are not predictable. Instead, they seem to shift and take on new meaning each time you listen and hold them up to the light.
Samson is, quite possibly, my favorite song of hers. There is something so melancholy yet beautiful about it. Like that dark blue color I sometimes see that is so difficult to replicate, but is such a pleasant surprise when it does reveal itself in a sunset, painting, or handcrafted vase.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p62rfWxs6a8
"You are my sweetest downfall."
I've been so full of creative energy today and have been struggling to keep up with all of these new ideas. Prioritizing, documenting, exploring...which has all been wonderful and unexpected. However, it's already late and before I put this on repeat, I was still really keyed up. Needless to say, I'm now on a much needed downhill slope toward sleep.
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