Some songs only make sense late in the evening, when the house is mostly still and the day is already gone. Carly Simon has always written for that hour — the gentler thoughts, the questions we don’t rush to answer, the feeling of being alone and not lonely. Tonight we sit with that softer space.
In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning (1997):
My New Boyfriend (1985):
It Happens Everyday (1972):
Raining (1974):
Boys in the Trees (1978):
This is an open thread
