Christmas leaves me feeling extremely melancholy; it is a reflective time of year to process what has occurred and been learnt in the previous 365 days and what can be built upon in the next. Though I'm becoming increasingly impulsive, often to my detriment, I still enjoy those quiet moments alone to collect my thoughts and take stock of what has occurred.
Christmas for me personally is a brilliantly romantic time of year, the joy of an almost universal holiday period is palpable and the particularly wintry weather this year has lead to quieter trains, picturesque city scenes and an altogether Christmassy atmosphere. I also think I benefit from my birthday being so close to Christmas as while others are excited and then sick of Christmas by the beginning of December, I am yet to even think about Christmas and so the two weeks in between are still exciting and almost magical.
Anyway, in my low-key family Christmas, music plays a fairly small part. I will spend some money on music, I will be gifted some by others. The song that soundtracked my slightly upsetting Christmas last year is the brilliant Christmas TV by Slow Club and though I've listened to that album incessantly over the last 18 months, Christmas TV still takes me back to cold lonely nights in my old flat when the intensity of the song really struck me.
Now, if you haven't heard the song, please don't expect a ballad or choirs of school kids; this is a straight up boy/girl/guitar song that happens to talk about Christmas. It's also miles better than any of the Christmas songs you'll hear this winter.
Have a great Christmas people, thank you for all your encouraging words this year, all your supportive messages when times were tough and for making this year the most popular year I've ever had on this blog.
Say Hi to your mother for me.
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