Bon Iver is for true love
Sometimes I listen to bands that have garnered critical acclaim, and I don’t get it. I can “appreciate” it. It sounds good, but it doesn’t stir any emotion inside of me. I know there is something I’m missing, some experience I never had or feeling I haven’t felt in a long time, something that makes you “get it”.
I felt this way when I first heard Bon Iver. Then, about 6 months ago, I fell in love. In the past, I wanted to love someone so badly, to say things to them about what I felt and really mean them, but I never could. The feelings just were never there.
This time, it was different. I felt the most pure, sincere, heartbreakingly real love I’ve ever felt. And in an instant, it left me.
I was the luckiest girl in the world…and then I was crushed like an innocent caterpillar under your shoe. My overwhelming happiness just evaporated into thin air. “Devastated” is understatement.
What followed was a pain I could never even imagine. This was a debilitating pain that made me physically ill every day.
All of a sudden, Bon Iver made sense. Every painful melody spoke to me in a way it never had. And there I was, in the middle of a crowded music festival, bawling my eyes out. my, my, my.
So there you have it; Bon Iver is for true love.
