After nearly 15 months of songs that make even the night sky seem bright, I've finally attempted to make a brighter "happy" song. Not that I'm a morose person, sulking about melancholy mood swings day after day, but there's an organic duende in minor chords that just isn't captured elsewhere. And such is my penchant for musicians like Ryan Adams, Elliott Smith, and Tori Amos, among others, that seem to publicly bleed themselves of all human vulnerability. Nonetheless, even I need a space bar among my woeful run-on sentences -- there's only so much I can tolerate, not to mention an audience.
And so cheesy lyrics aside, which this song certainly celebrates, I'm happy with my first (and possibly last) "happy" song.
...but after all, it is spring time!
