This is the song Missy Higgins wrote with Butterfly Boucher, and they both featured in their albums.
This song came out in my last summer in Uppsala. It always reminds me of my last Valborg there—a time when 7 friends crammed inside my tiny room with a single bed and a single folding couch, and the last time I remember having that much fun.
But I knew Missy Higgins way before then. The resident Australian in our Trading Yesterday forum, had introduced her to us.
Some upbeat, some more mellow, but always relatable. I’ve always loved her slower songs more though, and especially if they’re live performances.
The song that started Higgins’ career is a timeless piano melody, aging like a fine wine.