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Tuesday, May 19, 2020

Soledad Vélez - Homeless

Is there like a city or place or whatever that you could never quite get? Like, for instance, you never gel or vibe with somewhere? I have that exact thing happen to in regards to the city of Coimbra. And I never quite managed to figure out why, but it's a place from where I can't draw a single good memory. Every time I've been there has just been... weird. I dunno. Maybe it's got it's own thing going on, and people who get it, get it. And you'd think that it would be sort of an ideal place for me - it's got a vibrant music scene, it's got a good nightlife, the city's fairly young because of its university, but ultimately it just leaves me cold.
Maybe this all could change, I guess. Maybe someday I'll go there and it'll make sense.
As it is, the best memory I have of Coimbra is actually a memory of someone I know who's from there, Raquel.
We were in this Facebook music group and she'd always post the oddest stuff - some of it so odd that I can't find traces of it anywhere. So one day I hit her up and we started talking, and for the next few months we'd trade songs with each other. She opened up my eyes to a lot of stuff I don't think I'd usually listen to, stuff like this lady here, Soledad Vélez, Dirty Beaches, The Shaggs, and god knows what else.
True, some of it just didn't stick, but some other stuff became instant favourites.
It's not much of a memory to attribute to any given place, but hey - them's the breaks.


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