What Were You Doing At 19?

I was in college at 19, halfway through my degree, wondering what the world would hold for me.

I wasn’t producing music like that of Gabrielle Aplin, an English singer-songwriter who has produced a song which I’m officially putting forward as One Of The Most Affecting Songs Of 2010™.

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From her 2010 Acoustic EP (an EP on which all the songs are acoustic – see what I did there? Witty, eh?), I give you “Ghosts” – and again, a friend shout-out to Vanessa, who pointed me in the direction of Miss Aplin (and many others, including Kina Grannis, who still hasn’t agreed to marry me. I know you like to be updated on this “will-they, won’t-they” situation).

A plucked guitar joined by a tremulous female vocal, with a truly wonderful change at 0:37, with the addition of a beautiful piano line and that voice growing in strength and intensity, and a bass line and drums underneath, coming to the fore at 0:52, before fading again.

An anthem that ebbs and flows, with one of the most impactful endings I’ve heard in a long time, with a repeated refrain which will crawl under your skin…

I’m pulling pictures off the wall watching smiles as they fall

A desperately sad song of fear, of being left alone by people you thought meant something to you, and your revenge against those people…

I’m sick and tired of hanging out my window,
I’ve learnt from past experience rain can’t make flowers grow
And friends don’t stick around
They go which way the wind goes
You’re never safe and sound until all the doors are closed
Doors are closed
Doors are closed, yeah

When you’re awake on your own
Shadows turn into ghosts

When you’re awake on your own
Shadows turn into ghosts

Soon it will fall apart
And their roads will have no way
And you’ll be the one laughing
As their fences fade away
And instead of being left there, feeling all alone
Break down the house you made of matchsticks
And set fire to their throne
To the throne
To the throne

When you’re awake on your own
Shadows turn into ghosts

When you’re awake on your own
Shadows turn into ghosts

Home becomes what you’re scared of the most
Home becomes what you’re scared of the most
When shadows turn into ghosts
It’s what you’re scared of the most

I’m pulling pictures off the wall watching smiles as they fall
I’m pulling pictures off the wall watching smiles as they fall
I’m pulling pictures off the wall watching smiles as they fall
Pulling pictures off the wall
I’m pulling pictures off the wall watching smiles as they fall

When you’re awake on your own
Shadows turn into ghosts

When you’re awake on your own
Shadows turn into ghosts

Home becomes what you’re scared of the most
Home becomes what you’re scared of the most
When shadows turn into ghosts
It’s what you’re scared of the most

Gabrielle Aplin – Ghosts

www: Gabrielle’s official website, Facebook Page, and MySpace.