#30DaySongChallenge - Day 18

Day 18: A song you like from the year you were born

Little Rain by Jimmy Reed

What I love most about this number is its raggedness. I’ve heard clearer remasters of it since, but the sonic murkiness of the reverb they threw on or whatever it might be, is for me a major part of its lo-fi charm. Also, Reed was hammered when he recorded this (as usual), and I get such a kick out of how he insists on cutting the first line of each vocal verse short, throwing off the rest of the band, with his second guitarist audibly stomping on the floor trying to get Reed back into time with everyone else… such a strange mood to it, when all is said and done.

musings

I have been noticing lately that none of the things I like to do, which normally make me happy, are actually making me happy anymore -- they have become merely agreeable ways of distracting myself and making the time pass. I have decided to think of this as my own version of the cabin fever that is currently afflicting the world. And I have to admit, I feel like it is impinging on me with far less force than most people. Nevertheless, it feels odd.