Triplicate

September of My Years

One melody, three turns

Measuring age in seasons is one of the oldest gestures in this repertoire; the difficulty is making the figure sincere again. The singer’s method is slowness: slow enough that every word must bear its own weight, slow enough that the distance between listener and song disappears.

Across three discs, the interpretation of standards becomes a sustained practice. This song is a good entrance to the whole project: rather than seeking only famous titles, compare the turns of one voice across different tempos—that comparison is the real content.

Original editorial interpretation: one possible listening perspective, not a claim to the songwriter’s definitive intention.