31. Florist - “Blue Mountain Road”

Florist has a gift for conveying the ennui of the quotidian in raw yet poetic simplicity (how pretentious of a sentence is that). There’s an intimacy to all of her songs, as if she’s letting us into her thoughts to directly mingle with and observe the blurry and pervasive fog lingering within. We can see ourselves reflected in her thoughts, within each individual particle enveloping us like a dim and distorted house of mirrors. Everything may enter the fog as crystalline burst of pure light, but it leaves tarnished and contorted by the miasma of anxiety and depression floating within. This jam is an attempt to come to terms with what emerges. It’s realizing that this is life. That we live in a time of incredibly depressing and frightening tomorrows, and all that we can do is survive and try to make the reality around us better through virtue of our existence. It’s beautiful and honest stuff – something the world could use a lot more of these days.