Vivaldi, The Four Seasons: Spring 1 - Recomposed by Max Richter
Max Richter
Recomposed by Max Richter: Vivaldi, The Four Seasons (Deluxe Version) (2012)
A song designed to illicit an emotional melt down at the grocery store, smiling wetly at the man in the produce aisle clasping a cluster of tomatoes to his chest. Worthy of a cry in front of magnificent towers of canned soup.
The inexplicable boredom of your life—oh! Row upon row of condiments and some sudden aimless love, ripe in you mouth. Gooey. Here it comes. Chest thump goosebumps hair standing on end did you grab butter a dozen or half you've left thumbprints in the baguette clutching in line wanting to squeeze the forgiving skin of something warm and panting and gorgeous. The world can be so gorgeous.
Out now slight rain and the unbearable energy of being alive. At the foot of traffic and the feet of mountains. Trill Trill Trill Trill. Nose pointed home. Beaming. Seething. Greedy. Like there was juice trailing down your chin. The way birds feel like handfuls of warm air, a precious and impossible affection set loose and singing.