2025 in Chords (small thoughts)

by Lily Williamson

January: How Monday morning feels yet it’s an entire month of endlessness.

February: Failure to live up to expectation, whether that’s romance or making your bed in the morning.

March: A flicker of something, more like hearing a rustle outside of the door and anticipating the knock.

April: Like releasing a breath you’ve been holding in for a really long time.

May: Laughter and tall grass tickling your thigh. Leaving imprints after a day spent lazing in a freshly cut field.

June: Late night drive and the sound of the car when it slows to a crawl, signalling for home time.

July: Showering sand from between your toes, the smell of suncream, the joy of it being light outside at 10pm.

August: Wind through your hair, hand in front of your face to shade from the sun. Pure contempt.

September: Like a clock winding down, like you have a task niggling away at your mind whilst trying to fall unconscious.

October: Crunchy leaves. A time for reinvention.

November: When you have to shrivel your nose because the wind is biting your face.

December: Where you’re either warm from kissing the love of your life at midnight or dancing like nobody’s watching.

Check out the Playlist - Each rock song, in order, represents a month of last year.