Pink FLoy's Final Cut and David Gilmour's first album always say 'Xmas' to me. As does Prince's Purple Rain
I can get behind this. I have a similiar relationship to Ben Folds Five's Whatever and Ever Amen
. "Smoke" totally puts me in mind of a blustery late autumn, early winter day, the smell of burning leaves in the air, collars pulled up tight. "Brick" is more wintry, set right during the holiday ("6 am day after Christmas" ... "(I) sell some gifts that I got") with a sound that feels like cold breaths visible in the chilly air (I picture the atmosphere of Ordinary People
). "Selfless, Cold, and Composed" is icier still, the bitter cold of early February, a frozen lake after the skaters have all gone home.