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Shame the snows mostly gone, I feel like this would be great to listen to at exactly 5:27 am in a quiet snow covered park with the horizon dimly lit an ambient gold glow from the incandescent lights with flickers of fluffy snow fluttering through the bloom of the gloom.
aww, totally. i have a core memory listening to this song on a walk outside at like 3am in some of the denset fog i've ever seen - like some real silent hill shit. it's music for a quiet darkness, which i guess is how i spend a lot of my time.
there's something i find so relaxing and haunting about it. in my personal headcanon, i think about whether the melody plays on in spite of the noise, refusing to let the dissonant and abrasive noise take over (as if it really were "incurably optimistic"), or whether the melody gives in to the noise, that it (i.e., the optimism) gave out or was inevitably crushed. maybe that's how i feel about life. idk.