Do you listen to anything that sounds like a particular season to you? Do an album's characteristics match those of summer, winter, spring or fall? Is a song forever embedded in your mind as belonging to a certain time of the year because that's when you first heard it, or because there's a correlating story behind it?
(Please limit your response. Try not to post 100 things all at once. It makes sharing/relating to the other posts daunting when you're bogging up the thread with an ominous 15 album suggestion. Just post more than once.)
Daughter Darling's Sweet Shadows album sounds like the epitome of every fall I've experienced since I began to remember them.
The opening track, in particular. Natalie Walker's voice wafts like smoke over the entire album. It's brooding, but not enough to match the early twilight and dreary gray of winter. Every time I listen to it I get an image of crisp air on a slightly overcast fall afternoon, taking a walk down the street I used to live on in Ohio, remembering that it was chilly enough to wear a coat and a hat, and I had my hands shoved in my pockets while was playing, and I could smell burning leaves. The street was vacated because people were starting to turn in more since the summer heat had gone.