July 8 - Songs for Lonely Giants

After several days of solitude songs where the loneliness was the absence of a specific other, we come back to one where the absence is of... everyone. Alone not in the crowd but in its absence.

It's impossible to say if this is a better or worse loneliness but it is markedly and remarkable different. In one the absence is concentrated to a human shape, or a human-shaped gap where someone isn't. Here, the absence is like a field, encompassing all

There's a sense in which this feels more natural. The giant isn't alone because someone left. They're not alone because everyone left. They're alone because that's how it is. And maybe there wasn't ever another way for it to be. Which is its own kind of sad.