That’s Alright - Laura Mvula
A while ago, once again up against someone close to me dying, I worked out that, in a nutshell, when the chips are down, my basic battery is charged by the endlessly reliable generators of Nature and Friendship: Beyond any other thing, these two influences that never fail to buoy and nourish me.
This, of course, is very close to what Eve in “Only Lovers” knows and values: the company of fellow travelers, the slow burn, the long view—and the perpetual guiding change of nature. Both are bigger than us; they support and carry us. We can fly at the back of the formation they form and take our place as a part of patterns they make … We set out to make something about companionship and wonder in the face of bitterness and disillusionment—and we set out to hope that companionship and wonder might win. And, in addition, Eve expresses something very accurate about me, which is not the artist in me but the cheerleader of artists, the bird at the end of the phone, the dance partner, the appreciative reader of proofs, the bearer of the bucket, and the sponge in the corner, sometimes the jester with the balloon on a stick. This is, beyond anything I think, the part of my work that I treasure the most, my job, above all, as artist’s moll.
Rattlesnake - St. Vincent
Just My Kind - The Julie Ruin
Underwater Snow - Múm