If one were to ascribe a tone to my stories, I hope it would be similar to the sound of the following two songs.
“Your Rocky Spine” by Great Lake Swimmers
This is my favorite song in the world. Delicate, haunted, absolutely sincere and lovely. It’s a perfect song without a single expected or awkward moment. I never get tired of hearing it. Of course, I keep my listening at a minimum to protect it from falling into the “overplayed” category. I don’t want to ruin it for myself.
“Little Lion Man” by Mumford and Sons
More haunting banjo music. I love this song’s dark edge, a little rock ‘n’ roll twist without merging into the cross-over category. It has an icy, austere quality, like being in the mountains at night during the winter, and an aching, yearning regret that tears me in two.
I also like the Prohibition-era aesthetic of both videos. Really charming, I think.