The Song

Falling in love with your own soundtrack

Lara Avery
Oct 2, 2019 · 22 min read
San Francisco Airport after The Beatles left, August, 1964. Credit: Mirrorpix / Getty

I don’t remember where I found “Black Water.” It found me, maybe. Took hold of me gently, the way some digital content floats in front of your consciousness like an ancient sprite, leading you away from your path, erasing your purpose. It was 2012, back when I still called myself a college graduate, before I knew what it was to monetize my time, before 800 numbers from Sallie Mae…