sentim3ntalmood

[sentim3ntalmood]

I know I've only posted once on here before, but I need to reinvent how I write on this blog. I've got so many drafts saved up for this blog, but they never see the light of day because I'm always too scared that it won't do justice to the song or it's too long or my writing is too boring, etc.

I liked my first post a lot, but I don't know if I can do *all* that for every single song if I want to post more frequently. Might try to do something a little bit simpler? Maybe focus more on just the song itself and less the artist/album/bts? We'll see. Whatever gets the meanings across in a somewhat timely manner. I just wanna communicate this love to the world so they can share it too. 

[sentim3ntalmood]

I'll always love you, and want you too. How much, you'll never know. Most of all, I miss you so, I'll always love you. I miss you so.

The first post on this blog will be for the king of 20th century pop music— Nat King Cole. Nat King Cole was the first and now longest-running jazz musician to hold a special place in my heart, since my great grandma was his biggest fan.

Nat King Cole exists in most memories as the singer to The Christmas Song (chestnuts roasting on an open fiiire), but less people know he's a pianist as well, even jazz musicians. When I show people his work with the Nat King Cole Trio, they ask me who the pianist is and I still get responses of surprise that they "didn't know he also played piano." I reply with "he was a pianist first and a singer second, too."

It's a shame, really. His gentle style of soloing moves me in ways that the most technically skilled pianists in the world couldn't achieve, just because of the emotion it can convey. His careful, floating comping makes a ballad so listenable, and he was so worthy of that recognition from the jazz community and from the general public.

At the same time, I understand why his voice *became* Nat King Cole. Listening to Nat King Cole makes you feel less alone, like you can so easily relate to what he's singing. His voice convinces me that what he's singing is true, even when he didn't personally experience whatever exactly he was singing about, and even if I haven't experienced what he's singing about. His voice feels like reassurance, like a nice cool pillow to rest your head on.