February:
I Don't Want to Change You- Damien Rice
This one took some debating. I knew it'd be a song from Damien's album that came out just prior to this. It was pretty much the only thing I was capable of listening to. These lyrics seem to resonate with the majority of what my life was a year ago.
March:
Song for Zula- Phosporescent
"I saw love, disfigure me, into something I am not recognizing."
I lived- One Republic
I woke up hungover in Thailand one morning after sending out some pretty deep texts while I was drunk the previous night. I was of course sharing the room with a random guy I had met a few days prior, on an Island. He played me this song as I tried to choke back tears. About 2 hours later I accepted a job in Montenegro!
May:
Bleeding Out- The Lone Bellow
Dealing with health issues, and transitions. This song was my hope.
June:
Take My Love- The Lone Bellow
Not sure about this one. I just remember it being on repeat.
July:
Should Have Known Better- Sufjan Stevens
"The past is still the past, the bridge to nowhere." Being home was confusing. Like the lyrics of this song.
August:
Home from Home- Roo Panes
This song is pretty much how I felt to be back in the Balkans. I tried to choose specific lyrics, but it's all of them.
September:
This must be the Place- Talking Heads (Note: I like the acoustic cover by Iron and Wine)
A love song for Montenegro.
October:
Walking Far From Home- Iron and Wine
My friend sent this too me one night and I listened to it on repeat for about 2 hours straight. By the next night I had learned it on the guitar. They lyrics still make me shiver. Once I see everything on this list....I'll come home.
November:
Ms. Potter's Lullaby- The Counting Crows
"The price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings." Nothing could compare to this song with the windows down as Cortney and I hauled ass on the Croatian highways.
December:
Cactus Tree- Joni Mitchell
You don't want to know.
January:
The Waves- Matthew and the Atlas
So when I came back to Montenegro I was really nervous I'd be homesick. But as soon as I saw the waves I was so happy. A few weeks later I heard this song and I fell in love.
February:
Wild Woman- The Ballroom Thieves
There is nothing I love more than a person rocking out on a cello. Other than maybe a person rocking out on a banjo or harmonica.
