You know when the weather starts to change? Not like a couple of degrees here and there, but really change? You don’t wake up and take on the cold grey skies by readying yourself with your ice scraper and gloves. Instead the wind is the first thing you hear. It’s pressing against the house and amongst the ebb and flow of heavy gusts it makes you think “Damn, if only I could start this early.” The view that you rely on every morning hasn’t changed. But the brightest blue sky is filled with white clouds floating by at a noticeable pace. What’s left of the snow highlights the cracks, valleys and trees of the ridge.
From the kitchen the backyard looks as brown and dead as it has all winter, but the contrast between the brown of your fence and yard against the sky makes you think September. Birds are busy throughout the cul de saq and the pavement doesn’t have a damp layer or ice covering it.
The wind blows the front door back into your face on your way out. A jacket and jeans is comfortable. You don’t have to prepare for the cold walk from the parking lot to Black or Boullion Hall. Instead it’s sunny enough to warrant your sunglasses tucked into the beanie you’ve come to love. And as you lock your car and tuck your headphones into your ears you look forward to the short walk to class. Just enough time to let one song completely engulf you. Each instrument, each riff and each note is there for a reason. The more you listen the more you hear and understand why Erra constructed Vaalbara the way they did, why Hoodie rhymes such relevant terms and celebrities or how AER’s beats and melodies represent their ideals.