It’s a warm enough night for this.
Whenever I hear this it’s an August night in my late teens. I’m listening on a clunky radio that supposedly could get shortwave stations and emergency channels, but I could never get them to work. But this song always came in on the FM radio, sweet and clean and perfectly clear.
Oh, that kid.
Lou Reed, whose band the Velvet Underground became one of the most influential in rock by fusing art and music in 1960s’ New York through its collaboration with artist Andy Warhol, died on Sunday at age 71, Rolling Stone reported.
…Yes, I pretty much only know this song. But it’s a really, really good song. This is the “I am having a smoke on the porch at 2 AM on a July night and I am young and the song is softly playing on the old radio my dad had” song. So… damn. Rest in peace, Lou.
Reminded by @vermontaigne:
Well, you have to be in the right mental state for this song. It’s got to be about 2 AM or so; you sit by the window in a stark-lit room and listen to it while the wind rustles the leaves outside. So, it has to be a nice night out, see? November and you end up shivering. It’s a good song late at night; with it you end up halfway between thinking and brooding, and the melancholy’s just there to give a touch of flavor to the reminiscing. Just you, your thoughts, Lou Reed, and a cigarette…