With this woozy dreamscape of a track from secret monkey, we have, for a time, pivoted from topical/literal to abstract interpretations of our current moment – or, to be more precise, the current moment of six weeks ago, which it feels like we are still trapped in, although today’s Electoral College vote should do something to pull us a bit out of the much of November 2020.
Which, now that I think about it, is a perfect example of the way in which time has become untied, loosened, wrapped around itself in this combination-pandemic-and-fascist-coup we’ve all been living through together for the past several weeks/months/(years?). Whether it’s on the personal level, with each week working from home and parenting a five-year-old feeling somehow like one day and six months, or on the global level, with enough (mostly terrible) news for a lifetime packed into each day, time has certainly been doing some weird things to me, and us all. And somehow the layered voice, viola, and melodica of Rae Diamond both evoke and assuage this bizarre, unmoored feeling, making things just a bit better, for just a little while. Feel free to play it a few more times to extend the effect.