Marcel Winatschek

Love Me Like I’m Not Made Of Stone

Lykke Li’s new video is a dark, beautiful thing—low light, her voice, and this feeling like you’re inside someone else’s consciousness and you don’t want to leave. I’ve watched it a lot in the last few days, more than I’d admit to most people.

Life gets to you. It’s gray in a way that’s not poetic—it’s just gray, the kind that deadens everything. You stop wanting. You stop hoping. You stop bothering to care. It’s not a metaphor. It’s what happens when you live.

And then something like this arrives. Someone caught something real and beautiful and true, and they put it where you could find it. The song is called ’Love Me Like I’m Not Made Of Stone,’ and I know exactly what she means—stone is what you become when you stop letting yourself feel.

What Lykke Li does here is remind me how to feel again. That’s the whole thing, really.