It’s Sunday and, as is the norm for the North in January, it’s gloomy, grey and frankly miserable. This particular time of year, and its weather, is usually the period in which I discover most of my new music for the year. This is due to a combination of a procrastination, hours spent inside and a longing for summer.
But these songs are the embodiment of warmth and winter evenings, the good parts of this season that we often forget amidst the almost-constant rain, post-Christmas blues and freezing temperatures. It’s a mixture of old and new, as with all good playlists which have just the right amount of folky nostalgia thrown in, so I hope you enjoy.