“May the ghosts that howl

Round the house at night

Never keep you from your sleep

May they all sleep tight

Down in hell tonight

Or wherever they may be”

–The Pogues, “Lullaby of London”

There is no reason for this, other than the time of year. I define my time by music. Pick a period of my life, I can tell you what I was listening to. Pick an experience, I can tell you the tune that fits it. And for me, this is the autumn song. Oh, there are others, but this is the music of rain-slick streets and early winter magic, the one that I always come back to, year after year. I love this time of year.

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