I haven’t loved Sia for as long as I should have.
The song Breathe Me is quite possibly one of the most enchantingly emotive pieces of music I’ve ever had the joy of listening to. I love the live version of it on Lady Croissant, but shockingly have never owned the original album from which it came, Colour The Small One.
Enter JB with a $9.99 album I simply couldn’t go past last week.
Getting back to the story, my friend Amy-May first got me onto this song. It was around the time of a break-up and we were discussing the music we listen to when in that situation. The song Breathe Me was hers (um…sorry if I shouldn’t have said this Amy-May)…I then went to buy Lady Croissant to experience the song. It was amazing…but that isn’t the real point of this post.
Enter, Colour The Small One. Sia’s third album, which was released in 2004, making it seven years old (I’m so good at maths), however listening to it, like all seminal, beautifully poetic albums, it is timeless.
Listening to the album makes you feel like you are sitting on a soft, worn leather couch with a blanket and your partner, while they tell you a story. There would also be a fireplace in this situation. This album is like being told a tale by someone you share a deep understanding and love with.
Sia is intimate without being bare; haunting without making you want to cry and honest without hurting. I felt connected. Maybe I’m just reading way too into it.
I have a massive crush on her.
I give it two souls finding each other, and four and a half discount stickers out of five.
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