Monday, November 19, 2007
Holland, 1945
Okay, I've got nothing. Almost nothing. There's a song by Neutral Milk Hotel that's been following me around. I don't really know much about the band. In fact, I think I've only heard this one song, but this one song is just so gosh darn infectious. Anyway, I noticed it earlier this evening as I was walking and then again in between pages of The Peek-a-Boo Caterpillar, and it was also in the dark with me and my daughter when I put her to bed. It's not the happiest song, but sometimes sad songs make the best songs to hum along to. For days.