The Hoboken trio Yo La Tengo put out May I Sing with Me in 1992. As most of their albums it is an eclectic high-quality work. Not really innovative but having this immediately recognisable band sound which I would call human and down-to-earth for the lack of better words in my limited vocabulary. A kind of indie folk rock with noisy elements which has been pioneered by the Velvet Underground in the late 60s.

This is the first song on it. It starts like an acoustic guitar instrumental. By the way my favourite tracks by them are instrumentals. An unhasty, lovely tune evolves. It feels like the foreplay before the intercourse. Tender and warm. When Georgia's drums kick in, the song accelerates and gets more physical. And when she starts humming the lyrics soon after, the extended plateau of the climax is finally reached. Her singing already bears the sadness of post coitum omne animal triste in it. In the background I hear Ira bumbling in sync. At the end when we are left with the slow drums and the guitar again the melancholy fades away and the song stops rather abruptly. All good things end too quickly.