5 On Friday: Depressing Edition

It's been a rough one in Atlanta this week. Sad happenings for my favorite people, sad happenings in the government, the world, life. It's a very melancholy Friday, what can I say? This 5 on Friday is dedicated to some songs that give me the sads: 

1. I hate musicals. Hate them. 20 minutes into "Les Miserables" my friend Peter and I looked at each other like, "Wait so....there's no talking AT ALL?" It was a painful 3.5 hours for me. So when Glee became a thing, I was NOT on board. I didn't see High School Musical, and isn't this basically the TV version? Until I got strep throat one Christmas Day. I sat in bed with Netflix, and watched like three seasons of Glee in a period of mere days. Ok, I skipped most of the songs (except the Britney and Fleetwood Mac episodes because, duh). So by the time everyone was over Glee, I was just jumping on board. I think I might be the only person who still watches Glee. So of course I saw this video this morning and immediately had some allergies at my desk (GET IT I WAS CRYING JEEZ). But serious question, when the love of your life dies, how do you sing about it, and not just hide in a corner with a stuffed sheep rocking back and forth? Even though I hate her bangs, I can't even hate on Lea Michelle because this is the most depressing thing ever. 

2. Could anyone make an accurate list of "Drinking and Crying" songs without Bon Iver? I could probably just go ahead and make a list of the most depressing Bon Iver songs, and it would be at least 10. But this cover is particularly depressing:

 

3. Yet another band that can't be exempt from the saddest songs ever list: The Smiths. I think they used this song on the Perks of Being a Wallflower soundtrack, which makes it doubly depressing. One of my favorite books (yes, I'm a child of the 90s), the movie killed me. I spent the entire time on the edge of my seat trying not to cry.

4. Beach House deserves a place on every list. Good songs, amazing songs, sad songs, Beach House is the greatest. 

5.  More sads from Sufjan. I love me some Sufjan. For the Widows in Paradise, for the Fatherless Sons in Ypsilanti. Even the name is emo.

6. And because I can't possibly NOT include my boy Elliot, we're doing a #6 today Five on Friday. I've probably posted this song before, but it might actually be the most gut wrenching song ever so it deserves a spot again. 

So here's to hoping for a weekend filled with sunshine and happiness and a cake made of rainbows and unicorns to erase this week.