A new and very welcome addition to the tiny canon of songs inspired by the month of January, from the Decemberists’ new album The King is Dead (out now in all good records shops, if any still exist). It’s a lot better than Pilot’s effort anyway, and makes me a little nostalgic for the snow we had before Christmas. Drizzle not the same thing at all, for poetic purposes.
Another triumph BW.
Thank you, WH. I do my best.