Buckingham Nicks

I did this week all wrong. The first half of the week I had many after work obligations which meant staying out and helping others after work rather than going home and sitting still. Going home and sitting still is the salve for the scars cut by the existential malaise brought on by bourgeois life in 21st century America. Anyway, by yesterday I was a wreck, and the going home and sitting still I did could only begin to combat the fatigue accumulated on Mon/Tues, and I couldn’t muster the will to go out and do the fun stuff I had planned to do all week. Instead, I settled, cocoon-like in my room, and listened to the torrential rain outside, felt the assault of wind and sprinkles through the screen in my window, and felt this song by the Cascades in my veins.

Autumn Songs: Before they joined Fleetwood Mac (a then already long-running hard-working British blues band) Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham were just two gorgeous hairy kids in love, playing folk songs in California. After recording an LP (Buckingham Nicks) they joined FM, and swiftly revitalized the band’s sound, propelling them all to unparalleled success (with attendant soaring glory and tragic downfall – drugs are bad, kids). Here’s the lovely opening track from that 1973 LP (never released on CD).