A TragicBeauty triple play: Virgin Suicides is one of the most heartbreaking, breathtaking and awe-inspiring books and movies - as is the Air soundtrack. The innocence of youth, the mystery of women... coming of age in the seventies, in the suburbs.
A song that's very evocative of the mid-June humidity that I'm currently experiencing, but put through an almost-kaleidoscopic lens. It's also an interesting clash of the eras: the vocals suggest 90s shoegaze w/o any effects or distortion surrounding them, but the instrumentation is late 60s/early 70s all the way. The mellotron works wonders here in all its simplicity.