'Tis
the season to be jolly and joyous, and all that, but for some of us
it's actually rather melancholy. Maybe it brings up painful memories,
maybe the family gathering's full of tension and misery, maybe the
family gathering's taking place 5000 miles away from you, or maybe
you just get really bad SAD. Regardless of why (or even whether)
we're glum, we can all agree that cheesy holiday songs are the
absolute last thing we need. So I've knocked together a little
playlist for an hour or so of anti-festive wallowing: Anna's
Alternative Seasonally Depressing Playlist of Sadness.
Over the Rhine,
“Latter Days”
A
friend who's had an unbelievably awful year introduced me to this
song recently, and no wonder. It's five and a half minutes of pure
aural heartbreak. Hardened sociopaths have been made to tearily beg
their victims' forgiveness by this song. Cthulhu himself weeps when
he hears this song. “Latter Days” reduces me to a quivering ball
of jelly, bawling on the floor under my desk as I clutch my knees to
my chest and rock back and forth.
Roxy
Music, “Avalon”
Okay,
this one's solely on you, Max
Brooks. DON'T JUDGE ME THIS
IS THE MOST MOVING PART OF THE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE YOU
WILL UNDERSTAND WHEN THE MOVIE COMES OUT (IF
THEY DON'T KEEP THIS BIT IN THE MOVIE I WILL BE EXTREMELY DISAPPOINT)
Diana
Ross, “If We
Hold On Together”
Oh
my God, Littlefoot's
mom.
XTC,
“This World
Over”
My family's Christmas letter this year began: “Although the world
sometimes seems to be in imminent danger of falling apart
economically, climatically, and developmentally...” We're all a little obsessed with the end of the world, and as we enter 2012
it seems entirely appropriate to get emotional about it. (Any song
that reduces my beloved London to “a sea of rubble” is hitting me
where it hurts.)
Joy
Division, “Eternal”
Call a friend before you listen to this, the apex of a brief,
talented, and incredibly depressing musical career. Seriously, buddy
system.
Coil,
“Broccoli”
I
don't even listen to this song. I almost didn't link to it, because
it's just too cruel.
When I hear it, I'm reminded of listening to it on the London
Underground after watching Grave of the Fireflies,
and nobody needs to be reminded of that.
Joni
Mitchell, “Both
Sides Now”
Duh.
Scotland Yard Gospel
Choir, “Praying
Is A Heartache”
Cut
from the same cloth as “Latter Days”, “Praying Is A Heartache”
is SYGC's most beautiful song and the highlight of their 2009 album
...And the Horse You Rode In On.
Yeah, I'm going to keep shamelessly plugging SYGC until somebody
agrees with me that they are just the tops.
Peter Gabriel, “A
Different Drum”
This
song doesn't even have words. The lyrics are all,
“oh-whoa-whoa-whoooooa...”
If music can evoke the transcendent, “A Different Drum”
definitely does.
Denim,
“Don't Bite
Too Much Out Of The Apple”
Ever suffered a distance-enforced break-up? If you're someone I know,
probably – we all seem to have done it. Relive that pain. Wallow.
House
of Love, “Man
To Child”
Stop it. Just stop it. The world doesn't need more emotions, House of
Love; it needs fewer, so quit trying to create them.
Antony
& the Johnsons, “You
Are My Sister”
You don't need to have a sister to be moved by this song. You don't
even need to be a sister. As long as you have a friend close enough
to be considered an honorary sibling, I defy you to listen to this
song without at least getting a little something in your eye.
Adele,
“Turning
Tables”
Forget the sappy, overexposed, overrated “Someone Like You”.
“Turning Tables” is the Adele song with the most raw feeling
behind it.
Wicked cast,
“For Good”
This is, like, the song for our jet-setting generation. If
you've ever cursed the very existence of friendship because one party
or the other always leaves, give this song a spin and shed a tear or
two. Nobody's judging. Even those tedious people who say they hate
musicals get verklempt at this song.
Dixie
Chicks, “Wide
Open Spaces”
Ever had a mother? Ever left her? Yeeah, good luck keeping those eyes
dry, buddy.
Thanks for this.
ReplyDeleteI think I'm depressed. (Have been in the past)
Christmas for me was OK but it really sucks when you have to deal with the conservative Christianity that's mixed in with family traditions.
I'm lonely. I'm ugly.
I often wish that I was a woman. Does that make me transgender? I don't feel particularly feminine even though I know gender roles are bullshit. I haven't always felt this strongly about it. I guess I wouldn't care so much if 90% of the people I know around here didn't think being LGBT is a sin.
Oh God help me.
God be with you, Crayons. I hope you are able to see somebody about your depression. I'm grateful for your presence and your heartfelt, thoughtful comments on my blog.
ReplyDeleteDo you read blogs about gender identity and being trans*? I find that can help with my own struggles with gender identity. One of my favorite spaces is Genderfork, and I also really love the webcomic Riot Nrrd. Both of them also link to a number of other sites and resources that might be useful.
Thanks, I haven't read either of these. But I do like webcomics. Their links lists seem really cool too. I see a blogging marathon in my future.
ReplyDeleteI'm seeing a counselor as well. So there's that.
I have a book at home called "I hate myself and want to die" and is a collection of the 25 most depressing songs in popular music. One of the ones that gets me is Harry Chapin's The Shortest Story.
ReplyDeleteAlso Gary Jules version of Mad Mad World
thanks for sharing this! do you have the lyrics for the SYGC song? I can't find them anywhere on Google... thanks (:
ReplyDeleteThese are the lyrics as far as I can make them out:
DeleteThese days I don't trust my body
I've been hurt too many times before
It's your best friend sleeping with your woman
It's your woman closing your front door
Right in your face
These days I wake up in the morning
Lord knows I don't want to face the day
I wish that sun that rose a-shining
Would up and go away
Some other place
These days praying is a heartache
I wonder where my Lord has been
Preacher says the path that man walks
Is the wicked path of sin
Well how can that be?
'Cause you know I try to tell the truth, Lord
You know that I don't drink or fight
Preacher says man walks in darkness
Well I've been staring for your light
But Lord I still can't see
These days I wake up in the morning
Lord knows I don't want to face the day
I wish that sun that rose a-shining
Would up and go away
Some other place