I've been doing lots of soul searching (OBVIOUSLY) over the past few months. But, actually, I don't even want to call it that. I don't know what "soul searching" actually means. Maybe I've been doing it all along. Once again, who EVER knows. However, with a record like Sympathy, it's hard not to feel like you're supposed to look inward, even if just for a few moments. Songs like "Five Minutes" or "Bury The Floors" (two of, by far, my favorite songs of the past few years), are penned, from first guitar strum to final lyric, with the not-so-simple task of self-exploration.
What I mean by that is, oftentimes it's left to us to understand, or even rationalize, the things that occur around us. On Sympathy, that "occurence" is the death of the lead singer's father. Understandably, a lot of "Why's" are posited by Scattered Trees. But even if you don't necessarily have that to deal with (and I hope you don't), what Scattered Trees does is let us try and figure out our surroundings and the consequences of being in a certain place at a certain time. I know I've become sort of a catchphrase/cliche machine as of late, but one particular saying resonates with me when I hear this beautiful, folky album: Sometimes things just are how they are. We can't change what happens TO us, but with a little perseverance and willpower, we can change what happens next.