Fall has come to San Diego.<\/p>\n\n
Not that that means much in this corner of paradise. It\u2019s not like the leaves of the\n palm trees turn to a riot of autumn colors or that the grass is rimed with frost in the\n early mornings. None of that for us, thank you very much. Instead, each day it gets\n darker in the evenings earlier and when it\u2019s particularly cold (60\u00b0, brrrr) it\n might occur to you to wear a jacket or a sweat shirt. Still, I\u2019ve lived in San Diego\n long enough now that I can detect the passing of the seasons, subtle as they are.<\/p>\n\n
Fall often makes me contemplative and the music I listen to reflects my\n introspective moods. The Van Halen songs on my iPod give way to The Smiths and Fatboy\n Slim is replaced by Skinny Puppy.<\/p>\n\n
Today\u2019s show is a mix of ambient, trip hop, and chill out music in an attempt to\n capture the essence of fall. There\u2019s the romance of the season, autumnal introspection\n and just a touch of saturnine wickedness.<\/p>\n\n
To quote William Stanley Braithwaite from his poem, \u201cA Lyric of Autumn,\u201d<\/p>\n\n
There is music in the meadows, in the aire
\n Autumn is here;
\n Skies are gray, but hearts are mellow<\/p>\n\n
Photo Credit: Kitt\n Walker<\/a><\/i><\/p>