Jazz for a New Year

1900-1930 - A Happy New Year

Greetings, my friend!

This New Year's Eve I spent in downtown Athens, at my friend Julia's show (she was covering Lucinda Williams and performed phenomenally). I find New Year's Eve is an especially moody time, reflective, both slow and sparkly like bubbles clinging to the side of a flute of champagne - a soft drug after a hectic Christmas. 

If I'm going to be transparent with you, I do usually spend New Year's Eve in my bed, rotting and feeling especially lonely, wondering how I've managed to go another year without even properly kissing someone, while also full well knowing exactly how I've managed to not kiss anyone (therapy is expensive). 

But this New Year, this New Year was going to be different, I decided. Jazzy, even. I spent the morning on the couch listening to jazz while my parents did old people aerobics (lots of flinging limbs around), and I'm about to share those specific, snowy New York City cafe, jazz tunes with you.

Actually just one. Just one song. But it's worth listening to. 

The Shadow of Your Smile - Oscar Peterson Trio, The Singers Unlimited 

Listen to it. Embody that empty snowy street in January. Wallow in joyous melancholy. 

Happy New Year! 

Mary W. 

PS. I tried to end the night in New York style with a bagel sandwich, but my favorite place was out of gluten-free bagels and packed sweaty (literally the windows were steaming up with how many bodies there were), mostly with frat and sorority girls, so I drove home dejected. No bagels for me...