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Posted On: April 19th 2026, 07:58 pm
hey so this is one of my top 5 favorite songs of my life. and seeing the album cover in real life meant more to me than i can explain. but i sure as hell will try. th music of yellow house contrasts reality and escapism. my mind personified. authenticity and soul matter over polish. analog workflows and sounds.
i sat on a yellow bench in a yellow room, crying, the song playing in my headphones, just staring.
since I was 16… this, it was just something i saw on my phone screen. and then suddenly i was standing right in front of it, taking in every little detail. it didn’t feel real. this song, I think, is maybe what love feels like. there’s something about it that grips my heart.
my breath literally caught when i turned the corner and saw it. people were just walking past it. i didn’t understand but i didn’t care either, i couldn’t move. my eyes just immediately swelled up. i don’t know why i have to feel everything so deeply. but i do. and I’m learning that it’s not a bad thing to feel it all. it’s how you know you’re alive.
love in the time of socialism… i don’t even know how to explain you. this song took me to café de flore in paris in 2024. it’s actually the literal reason i went. i had been listening to it for years before that. I wanted to experience it. music and song lyrics have defined a lot of my life. Hell, the strokes made me climb Machu Picchu because of the song being on the Angles album. My trip to Vienna was unironically to listen to Billy Joel as I overlooked the Danube. my love of lyrics has taken me around the world. my love of music is so deeply intertwined with my love of travel.
and now here I am, somewhere in amsterdam, standing less than a foot away from the artwork that inspired it all. Van Gogh, the man that you were.
I’m here, at the van gogh museum. in the yellow exhibit. each brush stroke so up close and personal. with the song by yellow house playing in my headphones.
and the album cover - though it came second to the painting, of course - is palpable, and right in front of me.
heart is full. just feels really full circle. it was all yellow. this song means the whole wide world to me.
i sat on a yellow bench in a yellow room, crying, the song playing in my headphones, just staring.
since I was 16… this, it was just something i saw on my phone screen. and then suddenly i was standing right in front of it, taking in every little detail. it didn’t feel real. this song, I think, is maybe what love feels like. there’s something about it that grips my heart.
my breath literally caught when i turned the corner and saw it. people were just walking past it. i didn’t understand but i didn’t care either, i couldn’t move. my eyes just immediately swelled up. i don’t know why i have to feel everything so deeply. but i do. and I’m learning that it’s not a bad thing to feel it all. it’s how you know you’re alive.
love in the time of socialism… i don’t even know how to explain you. this song took me to café de flore in paris in 2024. it’s actually the literal reason i went. i had been listening to it for years before that. I wanted to experience it. music and song lyrics have defined a lot of my life. Hell, the strokes made me climb Machu Picchu because of the song being on the Angles album. My trip to Vienna was unironically to listen to Billy Joel as I overlooked the Danube. my love of lyrics has taken me around the world. my love of music is so deeply intertwined with my love of travel.
and now here I am, somewhere in amsterdam, standing less than a foot away from the artwork that inspired it all. Van Gogh, the man that you were.
I’m here, at the van gogh museum. in the yellow exhibit. each brush stroke so up close and personal. with the song by yellow house playing in my headphones.
and the album cover - though it came second to the painting, of course - is palpable, and right in front of me.
heart is full. just feels really full circle. it was all yellow. this song means the whole wide world to me.
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