Tonight, sitting here on the balcony, a couple of beers to the good and a vodka and lemonade by my side, I'm shrouded in darkness and watching the steady Turkish stars, whilst listening to Ben Howard's album 'Every Kingdom', via some rather good knock-off headphones from the market. My hippy credentials are finding their voice.
It speaks to me metaphorically of my teenage world (hot sand on toes/cold sand in sleeping bags**).
It hints at the hard times (this apathy you feel/makes a fool of us all***)
It speaks to me of redemption (I saw a friend the other day/ he said that my eyes were gleaming"****).
It speaks to me about the beautiful life and fantastic wife I have now (you give me shelter/you show me heart"*****)
It's a musical masterpiece that seems to chart my time on the planet to date. I'm sure Ben is currently working on That Difficult Second Album and wondering why it's turning out so relentlessly cheery.
And tomorrow the stars will still be here, my glass will be empty and my head will ache. And all will be right in the world.
* & ** - Old Pine
*** - The Fear
**** - Keep Your Head Up
***** - OnlyLove