I Know I Would Die if I Could Come Back New: Fall Mix, 2014

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Hello, friends.
I got to spend some time visiting my parents home in Northern Wisconsin this past weekend. There’s something about walking through the Woods this time of year that takes your breath away. Literally, guys. I’m out of shape.

In all seriousness, this is my absolute favorite time of year. I feel so inspired by the changing colors and crisp air that I just want to bake and create and listen to anything with a harmonica in it.

I finished this Mix before we left and honestly, it turned out a lot more melancholy than I originally intended but somehow that’s sort of perfect. It’s the time of year for change–Of death and the inevitable rebirth come spring time. I feel so grateful to be able to experience it year after year.

Happy Fall, y’all.
Becka

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Summer Rain Taps at my Window: A Playlist.

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It’s Summer time and the weather is shitty. Rain. A lot of rain. A lot of my pup trying to crawl under my skin when it starts to thunder. A lot of dim, gray days. A lot of curling up on the couch instead of playing outside. And do you know what? I don’t mind one bit. And despite my current (and always) shade of pale, sometimes I like a break from the sunshine. Sometimes it’s nice to open the windows and listen to the rain sprinkle the streets as my record player spins and spins. 

I have been a real shitty blogger lately. Like, the worst. And that sucks. And I’m sorry. I was planning on making a Summer-y Playlist for you all and because of the current state of the weather, it just didn’t feel right. So I made this one. 

Perfect for a rainy day, perfect for a warm summer night drive with the wind whipping your face and the crickets singing themselves to sleep. It’s a little (ok, a lot) folky, a little subdued. Mostly old but with a hint of new. And I love it to pieces. 

There’s something about a slight crackle coming through the speakers and a blare from a harmonica that makes me melt. All over the place.

Enjoy, my friends. I promise to be back soon. I have a Strawberry Lemon Jam that I’m borderline dying to share but my camera makes anything not shot in natural light look like hot orange garbage. Just  sayin’. 

Becka. 

 

Music for a Dinner Date.

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Now, everybody knows that Valentine’s Day is a joke but that doesn’t make it any less fun to celebrate. Because this is the one day a year where guys who are generally unromantic for the other 364 can take their lady loves out and impress them, this means that the restaurants are packed. Yuck. Come on guys, don’t you know that cooking for your woman is ridiculously romantic? 

We have never been a real Valentine-sey (what?) couple. I mean, look at us:

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Our idea of romance is getting pizza and beer and then sitting around watching Star Trek in a blanket fort. Be still my beating heart…

Valentine’s Day for us usually means going out for a casual dinner and watching a movie at home. It’s usually a nightmare because of how busy the restaurants are so this year we’ve (I’ve…) decided just to cook dinner at home and spend some well deserved time together. 

While I’ll share that aspect of my evening sometime next week, I decided to make a Mix for our dinner at home. Full of fuzzy tunes that will be the soundtrack to our evening. It’s going to be pretty fancy, you guys. Like…using napkins and lighting candles and eating at the table instead of the couch. Whoa. I know. 

Just some pretty little ditties. Enjoy.

Becka

White Winter Hymnal.

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I always associate weather with music. I used to make seasonal playlists that tried to invoke the spirit of the season but as time went on I just kept realizing how good my mix was from the last year and I stopped bothering. I’m just that good I guess. But really, I can make a pretty fantastic Mix CD. I’d be happy to make one for you. Really.

In this bitter cold weather (finally, some WINTER!), I find myself dreaming of sitting by a roaring fire with a cup of hot apple cider (or Allie’s Hot Toddy!) Instead I am sitting in the cold because my heat doesn’t work in my living room and I’m drinking hard cider because it’s been a long week. Give and take, I guess.

I came across this website, and, just as it advertises, it’s beautiful Cabin Porn. Pages of wood structures caked in snow with smoke billowing from the chimneys. Wood piles scattered about with pine trees standing stoic in the foreground. Absolute beauty. And I am absolutely green with envy.

So, I thought I’d share a few pictures, and a little playlist for you to play as you dream about warming your bones by a roaring fire. Unless, you know, you get tempted to start a fire in a trashcan on your balcony because you want the real thing. But, I totally didn’t do that.

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There’s something so lonely and desolate about the Winter season. Everything is bare and bland but with a dusting of snow it feels pretty magical. These songs are probably what I would be listening to if I was curled up in any of the above cabins. They evoke a warmth that in order to understand, you just have to press play.

Enjoy, my friends.

Becka