Until, finally, they got up to leave and I panicked because OH MY GOSH THIS IS MY LAST CHANCE TO SAY SOMETHING so I leapt out of my chair and made the following proclamation in a language that was mostly made-up.
And then they smiled and said thank you and then I turned around and walked into the bathroom and closed the door and hid.
Which, two days later, I am still regretting.
I wanted to say more. I wanted to tell them the story of how I was listening to this song when they walked in. I wanted to buy them a coffee or breakfast... a cookie for the road. As a token of thanks. Because so many times their music has brought me peace and their voices have taken my breath away.
And I'm sitting here totally regretting not having said those things or done those things or, you know, acted like a proper human being.
They were extremely gracious in the face of my rambling nervousness. And it made me love them infinitely more if that's even possible. So I'm posting another (two) of their songs even though I've posted songs by them before.
If you needed another reason to support this band, here's what: they're the real deal, lemon peel. They win all the prizes.
(Also, watching this video makes me realize that I'm not alone in my bumbling awkward run-away-to-the-bathroom-omgwhatismyproblemawkwardness when it comes to the Söderberg sisters. Phew to that.)
182. Our Own Pretty Ways & Waltz for Richard by: First Aid Kit