concept playlists: eras
it’s 1893 and you’re laying in a field of violets with your lover. it’s almost night, and almost winter, so you know nothing will last, but for now, you’re going to just stay there. you think this is what the romantic poets were talking about when they wrote about love. there’s something enchantingly terrifying about the extravagant and corrupt society that is bound to destroy you soon enough.
a bright disillusioned summer’s just begun in new york in 1924, and you’re going to spend it getting involved in drama that you have no business in. you can’t really stand the people you’re around, but they throw great parties. might as well spend your days acting like you’ve seen it all already.
you’re in paris and it’s 1957. the strange books you read don’t make sense–but that’s on purpose, probably. you’re excited for something, and you’re not sure what, but you can’t help but be happy. you’re falling in love with every girl on your train, and everything seems beautiful, bright, and exciting.