Death… and promises
I was in the car the other day, listening to music on an alternative rock station.
Then, the station cut to a little promotional blurb wherein Ben Gibbard, guitarist and vocalist for Death Cab for Cutie, gave the station ID for the top of the hour. These blurbs are often created to do the double duty of promoting the station and the band, as well as to make a convenient segue into the next song, which I presumed meant that it should be a Death Cab for Cutie song.
But I was feeling rather depressed, and since I have never been a fan of that band specifically due to the fact that their sound strikes me as rather depressing, I was poised to change the station.
But then this song came on:
I’d never heard this song before, but I was immediately delighted with it.
It didn’t sound to me like your typical Death Cab for Cutie song, and in that, I was pleasantly surprised.
Not only was this a sweet moment of pandoramancy – since I had recently been feeling morbid over the recent news concerning the impending death of a beloved relative – it was perhaps a subtle reminder to keep an open mind and an open heart.
Or to put it another way, that song is another ‘hypothetical chicken sandwich‘ of sorts.
Joy lurks in every mundane thing, just waiting to be found.
– Anna Lyndsey