Winter In June
Adas Butler, January 5th 2018
“Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by myself, it seems to me that the rain is falling through my heart and causing it to crumble into ruins.” ― Flaubert
Let’s embrace winter. It’s not all the bareness of the air, dark leisure hours and the unplaceable sensation of missing something. It’s more the crispness and care of a footstep, the promise of warmth inside so nourishing it could equal all the months sunlight in one cosy, scooped-up evening. It is slathered and swaddled and taking you away without you moving at all.
Embrace both sides of our darkest, coldest time with this fine ambient techno feast. Get it on slushy, stepped-in, chokey grey vinyl if you can, and feel that although the curtains are drawn and the heat beats cold there’s now a mystery fear that no other part of your year will attain.
“I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on,
The windows and the stars illuminated, one by one,
The rivers of dark smoke pour upward lazily,
And the moon rise and turn them silver. I shall see
The springs, the summers, and the autumns slowly pass;
And when old Winter puts his blank face to the glass,
I shall close all my shutters, pull the curtains tight,
And build me stately palaces by candlelight.”
― Charles Baudelaire: Les Fleurs du Mal