Up in the mountains with my buddies from Yale. Given who we are and especially that one of them is an artist, there are many discussions of art and music and purpose and why this is better than that, and so on. Lot's of loud guitar is being played.
At the end of the evening, I had to go upstairs and cleanse my brain with some of this stuff. A pretty song with a traditional chord progression sang by a woman with a lovely voice about love, and since she's young it feels like young love.
And what after all is there that's better to sing or write about than young love? From an experiential standpoint, it's definitely a highlight of life. It is hard to capture the complex satisfaction of raising children or maintaining a relationship with a beloved spouse over time, though there are good examples. Young love is simpler, purer, and easier. What's not to like?
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