Love Is Overtaking Me

There’s Too Much Love.

Like most of the Matador employees that have written about love over the past couple of weeks, I’ve really struggled to know what to write here.  At first, as miserable as it sounds, I couldn’t think of anything to write.  What is love?! Then I suddenly had too much.  There are of course the people I love, places I love and many ‘things’ that I love, but sitting down and thinking about it all was far more of an emotional journey that I had anticipated.  I nearly wrote about Potatoes, as recommended by Mr Braithwaite, but I hope this is a more sincere interpretation of the subject and a better read than my love of mash and roasties.

New York, I Love You But You’re Bringing Me Down.

I love some pretty obvious stuff.  I love New York City. I love my battered brogues that I can’t bring myself to throw away.  I love sleeping.  I love record stores and the excitement in the pit of my stomach when I find something I’ve been searching for.  I love ATP. I love sushi an unhealthy amount.  I love my job and some of the insane situations I’ve found myself in with the three ridiculous men I refer to as my bosses.

I love Hardcore Boys, I love Boys Hardcore.

I love Gary Numan. I love Arthur Russell. I love The Jesus Lizard. I love Belle and Sebastian and I can still remember exactly where I was when I first heard the late, great John Peel play The Boy With The Arab Strap on his late night radio show, aged 15.  I love Fugazi and I pray that one day I might get to see them live.  I love the British Summer and the mud-soaked festivals.

The Power of Love.

But that is all one type of love.  Then there’s being IN LOVE (or at least thinking you are), but the less said about that the better.  Then there’s the love that you don’t realise is so strong until it’s out of your life.

Love Will Tear Us Apart.

I didn’t think it was possible to not realise how much you love someone until they’re gone.  But I found that out the hard way earlier this year.  That is real love and it will stick with you forever.

Terrible Love.

I really do love mashed potatoes.

Natalie.