The changing of the seasons by Shane Collins

The changing of the seasons

Photo credit and copyrights to Shane Collins & Gonzo Okanagan

The wine is sweet on my lips as I sit here, watching the smoke of my campfire billow up to the starry night overhead. The song, ‘Jolene,’ by Ray Lamontagne is helping lull me to sleep.

The soft, smoky voice and sad, melancholy song makes me think and I can’t help but wonder what I’d be playing on the little portable speaker I have next to my chair if it were the middle of summer.

My mood is so different in the heat, I’m sure I’d have some summer jams like Bob Marley, Buju Banton, Thievery Corporation, Mad Caddies, Tim Armstrong or Turnstile playing right about now. It’s only 8:00pm. If it were summer it’d still be light outside and let’s face it, I wouldn’t have the luxury of a campfire in the summer.

As October bullies its way in, though, the temperatures drop, the leaves turn from green to gold and I can’t help but notice my need to change the music I listen to. 

Do you do this, dear reader? Do you pack up the sunshine songs once autumn arrives? 

For me there is a psychological shift as the seasons change and within that change there is a soundtrack to keep me company. 

Spotify playlist, Changing Seasons

Where I once enjoyed the dancing vibe of my reggae, my punk rock and hip hop beats, I feel the custodian of the soul open a door, fold up and store them away somewhere deep inside of myself. My reggae is packed up into a box next to my punk rock, heavy metal and hip hop. A door closes and is locked. That stubborn janitor won’t dig them up and dust them off until the sunshine returns the following year. 

So, as I feel the shift, I come to certain artists and their music that, in my opinion, is best listened to in wool socks, long underwear wearing a favourite pair of sweatpants. Sounds to steep tea to. A soundtrack to falling snow. Music to lull the hibernating bear within us all. 

I come first and foremost to Gregory Alan Isakov. Songs like ‘She always takes it black, San Luis, O city lights, The moon song and Big black car,’ are just a few of his orchestral, poetic hymns that hum a lullaby and leave me calm and lost in reverie every time I return to his music. 

Gregory Alan Isakov

Massive Attack’s ‘Mezzanine’ album must be in the crate somewhere. Dig down and grab it. Blow the dust off. Oh, what’s this? Here, next to it is their 2003 album, ‘100th Window.’ Artists like Tricky and Sinead O’Connor are featured throughout both albums. Songs like, ‘Angel, Teardrop, Protecton, Integra Creeps and as a treat, the last song on 100th window, Antistar, has buried behind it a secret song. I have a memory of snowboarding alone up at Silver Star mountain years ago and this song popped up as the snow fell. I had no idea at the time the song was there and when it came on it was like the sound and pulse of the falling snow itself. 

Bon Iver’s self titled, 2011 album is in there too. Songs like, ‘Perth, Holocene and Calgary’ are a few of my favourites. I can’t listen to Skinny love anymore, though. A heart can break only so much. 

Bon Iver

Alt-J’s 2012 ‘Awesome Wave’ is in the mix. ‘Breeze blocks, Dissolve me, Fitzpleasure and the epic, Taro’ spoil me with their unique ensembles and abstract lyrics. 

Alt-J

Finally, for the beginning of my playlist and for the end of this article, I come to the brooding, poetic baritone voice of Matthew Berninger, lead vocalist of The National. A good friend of mine says The National is the sound of a slow, painful suicide but I have to disagree. Songs like, ‘Fake empire, Ohio bloodbuzz, Sorrow, Mistaken for strangers and Apartment story,’ are perfect for cold weather listening.

The National

All of the music that I’ve mentioned so far and more of the music that will be added later seems to have an element of sadness to it. But isn’t that what the winter symbolizes? Death? A stillness? The cold season of darkness stays longer than any other up here in Canada so I have to find ways to enjoy it.

Maybe if I were someone who loved playing up on the ski hill, perhaps my music wouldn’t be so somber. Maybe, instead of storing my sunshine in the basement of my soul, next to my climbing shoes and beach blankets, I’d be skiing in a Hawaiian shirt, Mexican sombrero, short shorts, a mai tai in one hand, an old school boombox in the other, cranking Rancid’s Ruby Soho, blasting down the ski slopes instead of steeping my tea in front of the fire. 

It sounds like fun and I’ll work on making a change but for now, I’ll listen to the sad songs that say so much as the seasons change here in the Okanagan.  

As I get back to my campfire, I’ll leave you this to ponder: Does your music change as the seasons change and if so, what are you listening to?

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Shane Collins
The Okanagan’s been my home since I was born. Life has taken me across the planet several times and through that transient lifestyle I developed a journalistic style to my photography and to my writing. My influences would be that of James Nachtwey, Annie Lebovitz, Ashley Maile, Hunter S Thompson, Leonard Cohen, Tom Waits, Tom Robbins, Wes Anderson and Charles Bukowski. The world outside this incredible valley, its cultures and its mystery is what’s kept me working and trying to save my money, so I can keep getting back into the world. That’s the way it used to be. Covid has opened my eyes to the land I call my home and there are so many tales to tell right here in BC. From tales of the impoverished to the neglected to those who overcome adversity, to the spirit to overcome fear, the power of storytelling has never been more relevant. I’ve always been a storyteller. There’s a tale worth telling in every neighborhood. I just happen to write about what happens to me along the way and I’ve kept them close to my heart, hoping one day I’ll have an outlet so I can tell those stories the best way I know how; by writing them down. From adventures of long ago, both here or maybe far away, future interviews with musicians, artists of all kinds, the coverage of events, the people I meet along the way, whatever I get up to I intend to have you as my guest as I go back in time and dig up the bones of those old adventures or chase down new ones. Through the alchemy of storytelling, you can come along with me if you like. Before Covid-19 I was really coming into my own photographing live shows; punk rock bands, hip hop showcases, tattoo portraits, rock climbing adventures, Femme Fatale burlesque performances you name it, the phone was finally beginning to ring. Then Covid showed up like a hurricane and I guess it wiped us all out in one way or another. I have a real bone to pick with Covid-19 and if I can share some stories for our readers to enjoy, I’ll do that and when we can return to live music and to foreign travel and we can safely get to working on mending what’s been damaged I tell you I want to be ringside like Joe Rogan commentating on Covid getting its ass whooped. I want to see it tap out and watch us overcome this hardship, raise our collective hands triumphantly and move on into whatever new normal is waiting for us. I’ll be there and through my eyes, just like the boss man, Hunter himself, I’ll do it in Gonzo fashion and bring you kicking and screaming along with me. So hold on tight and dig in. It might not always be pretty but I won’t call it all ugly, neither. That’s for you to decide. My name is Shane Collins and I hope you’ll read along with me and our team here at Gonzookanagan.com

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