A relationship dirge. To be looped when, with head bowed, you peek through the netting of the veil draped under your black pillbox hat to glimpse your dreams, fantasies and expectations roll slowly past in the back of a hearse. That is the song “Halah,” by Mazzy Star. When lead singer Hope Sandoval incants that her dearly departed should “surely” not be long because “I’m missing you now,” she does so with intoxicating lethargy — a Winehouse-esque wail from the depths of deadly depression.
Before I close the door
I need to hear you say goodbye . . .
Baby won’t you change your mind?
Denial, alas, is the first stage of grief.
(Song recommendation by Hawa Allan)