As soon as the weather dips below 60 degrees, I break out the long sleeve t-shirts, stock up on apple cider and soup, and take all the cheery crap off my iPod. I have three seasons of music: winter, summer, and the transitional periods of spring and fall. I stick to my weather-based music whims pretty consistently – a habit I’m going to try to break out of this winter. If it’s dark and cold, the last thing I want to do is listen to cheery music. But doesn’t that just exacerbate my gloom?
The transitional stuff can go either way – music like Port O’Brien, the Lucksmiths, Koufax, John Vanderslice. Not too happy, not too sad.
The summer is for bouncy music like the Shout Out Louds, Grizzly Bear, Sharon Jones, the New Pornographers, Stephen Malkmus.
The winter is a lot more mellow and wallow — Elliott Smith, Little Wings, Julie Doiron, Sufjan Stevens — music that hangs like the lack of sunshine. It’s not stuff that’s particularly downbeat, just a little more heavy.
Is it just me? Or does what you listen to change with the seasons?