Hoodie Season by Claud Six & Aptato

It starts in the early days of September, after days of sunscreen and swimsuits on the banks of rivers, after weeks of sweat beads and counteracting cold drinks, after months of grass stained knees and smoked dinners.

There's a morning where one wakes up and realizes that the sky is a little bit darker hue than one recently remembers. The suddenly ubiquitous spiders wrap their captures into meals. The salmon spawn and flail in creeks and streams. The harvest slows to a halt. We reflect on endings as we step outside to take out the trash or head to the j-o-b or soak the red sky warnings or feed the farm animals, and we feel a sharp chill that hits and spikes goose pimples off the skin.

And with the new cool, there's an excitement because it's finally time.

"Dress for the job you want, I need something with some drip
Something blocking out the chaos, but shows that I'm with the shits
Something innocuous and cozy, protective and preparative
I know just what I should wear for this."

It's hoodie season.

Average Rapper/ Mediocre Producer from Wisconsin living in Oregon making songs about how the supernatural is normal and the ordinary is magical.

Member of Jellyfish Brigade, Hives Inquiry Squad, Shut-ins and the Colony, Lukulele Slim, R4PC4MP, and BCxLD.