Adam & the Amethysts - "Walls (Gordon Lightfoot)". Not every break-up is steeped in bile. Sometimes things end without acid, without smoke; they end with the weakest sugar-water, just sadness. This kind of ending is the ending sung in "Walls". Adam & the Amethysts sing it without irony, without bitter subtext. I'm not ashamed to try, they murmur, to be your friend once again, and they mean this. It is not a way of saying its opposite. There is creak, echo, resignation. There is longing, sorrow, and the smallest, smallest, smallest new flowers. I can't seem to find / any words to change your mind / because I left them all behind. You hope this is a song you can sing together, quietly, with the person you no longer dream of.
Digits - "Changes (Phil Ochs)". Toronto's Digits makes it seem like he has a cellar full of closed cases, a hundred closed cases in leather and matte black steel, with clasps, that are filled with coloured discs. He can fit these discs over streetlights, chandeliers, moons, can fit them over your eyes, like glasses, or into the birdwatcher's binoculars. He can change the light, adjust the tenor of your day. Darker now, lighter now, rosy or stormed. Ten thousand ways to change each change. Call in the expert.
[Both of these songs are part of Herohill's free Lightfoot compilation, Turning Back the Pages of My Sweet Shattered Dreams. Download the whole thing here. / more of Adam & the Amethysts / more of Digits]