This whole not-being-able-to-smell thing is rather distressing, like the world has lost a dimension. But I’m getting better enough to be bored and fidgety, and I haven’t lost my hearing, so–
Here’s a playlist of songs, from my ramblings on scents that are all tagged as having smoky notes. Many get their smoke from incense, some from black tea; labdanum–rock rose–can have a marvelous creosote layer, and gunpowder gives edgy darkness.
Some of the songs are harsh, some soft, but they all have an intimate bluesy smoke vibe. Enjoy! (And get vaxxed, and take your vitamin D.)
“A summer rain shower had left the evening air thick with steam. Lazy fireflies flicked between the trees edging the streets as he drove. He tuned the radio to the campus station with eclecticsong sets, and wound through several neighborhoods, old and new.”
In chapter thirteen–Kitchen Sync–of THE DIRTY SECRET, Killian drives through Burlington to walk in on Vessa, baking. She’s listening to the same indie radio station he was just playing.
A friend asked what song they were both listening to, so of course I had to make a playlist of some cool musicians from Vermont.
“He felt drunk, post coital with the euphoria spiraling through his guts and his spine, all because a girl had made him cookies.”
THE DIRTY SECRET Vermont Playlist:
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“What are you?” His voice is raspy with sleep. “I’ve never dreamed of an angel in a mask before.” “In China, we get to be dragons.” A sharp pinch on her toe snaps Seraphima back into her bones, the boy and his room sliding into the astral plane like a morning star.