#boylan heights

[yankee43]

[nonperishablegoods]

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04.17.15

[johnnyprimecc]

Boylan Heights

This joint serves up nice thick dry aged burgers, sourced from a local farm. Excellent. I was really impressed! I’d pass on the wings though. They needed both more seasoning and more crisp. BOYLAN HEIGHTS 102 14th St NW Charlottesville, VA 22903

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[shoesandsocks]

there’s a tweetie thread going around about instrumentals by bands that usually have vocals and I was impressed -- expected it to be all dad-rock responses from dads born in the 50s, and they’re there in force, but folks showed up for the B’s “Follow Your Bliss” and TMBG’s “Space Suit” and YLT and Pavement and on and on... plenty of dad rock from indie-rock dads suggested.

I stopped checking against my instrumentals playlist after a while (and gave up on the thread -- too long), but I didn’t see this one before I threw in the towel.

[shoesandsocks]

[inafternoonair]

The Connells - “Try”

[shoesandsocks]

I like your face/But I can’t anymore

Another swell boyfriend.

[playmixt]

There is something elegiac and... not quite mournful, but close... about the song If It Crumbles from the album Boylan Heights by The Connells. The song proceeds mostly instrumental, interrupted by just a few  lines of lyrics:

“And for the first, and for the last time I’ll wait and see... And if it crumbles all around me then we’ll wait and see...”

Singer Doug MacMillan follows that up with some “do doo doo” vocalizing. The autumnal tone I’ve suggested is implied by the medium tempo and the organ lines that come in at about 1:16. The tune doesn’t get too riled up or “rocking,” it’s somewhat relaxed...something familiar. The lyrics set up a “well, let’s see how this goes...” scenario, adding that if it all goes to hell... then we’ll figure it out.

This song suggests Fall to me, from so many years of heading back to school as the weather begins to turn from hot Summer fun into cooler, focused study. A new year, filled with possibility, yet mindful that - being on your own - it was all in your hands. If you screwed it up... you’d have to deal with the consequences. Even though I’ve been out of school for some time, I occasionally still have dreams of heading back in the Fall, settling into another new apartment, figuring out my schedule...usually wildly unprepared and unknowing (yet feeling like everything was all arranged, I just can’t recall the details).

Now that cool weather has come to the Washington DC area, the tune has been stuck on repeat in my head.