I get oddly sentimental when it comes to the changing of seasons, only because I have specific songs that I can only seem to listen to during certain seasons. I listen to Belle & Sebastian during every time of the year, but it always brings me back to the spring of grade 8.
My class and I went to Quebec, and I had a pretty impressive amount of spending money. I bought about four Belle & Sebastian albums, even though (slightly pathetic and embarrassing confession alert) I already owned one or two of them, I bought the same ones again, just in case of the slim chance that someone in my class occasionally listened to B&S but didn’t have any of their albums and wanted to hear one. I carried all of the albums in my hand proudly, specifically making sure that my hand wasn’t covering the part of the album that said “BELLE & SEBASTIAN”, so everyone would know what I was holding (I still do this with books and whatnot).
No one noticed/cared/had any interest in listening to them, but I don’t regret it, because most of the ones I bought (If You’re Feeling Sinister, Tigermilk, Live At The Barbican) have become some of my favourite albums. And what I did with the extra copies of albums was I cut up the album artworks and made binder covers out of them, so I could proudly hold my binders as I walked, and people would know what I listened to.