All Your Gold | Bat for Lashes

If I had heard this song a little while ago, I could easily see an impromptu bourbon fueled solo dance party in the dark taking place. But now, I don’t know.

In high school, I remember listening to those angst-y passionate songs by Ani DiFranco and thinking I know how that would feel and feeling really sad about it. Sad, and scared, that I would never be able to actually say I know how that feels. That I would never experience love or heartbreak. And that songs like those would describe a world I would only see from the outside.

If I could go back and smack that whiny little brat I would.

But she eventually got what she wanted: To live in the land of I know how that feels. But what that young thing didn’t know, is that there was another place after that. The land of I remember how that feels. A place where you hear songs like these and feel a closeness to them…but from a distance. A place where you feel disconnected from a song and couldn’t be happier about it. Where songs like these make you have an impromptu bourbon fueled solo dance party in the dark…but for an entirely different reason.