Maybe it’s because I’m such a nerd-slash-sucker-for-a-good-story that I get the chills from music and from literature often. When I first heard Placebo’s “Running Up That Hill” back in 2006, I got the chills so bad that I had to find out what was playing that moment, interrupting my viewing of The OC (don’t judge me…) There is a certain darkness about this song.
It’s amazing when you find something that can move you so much that your body physically responds in such a magical way. Norman Maclean’s A River Runs Through It, Coleridge’s “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner”, and pretty much every Harry Potter novel (again, don’t judge me) do the exact same thing to me, but for different reasons.
In literature, there is a thing called “magical realism”. It’s when you have something that is normal, real, and then the fantastical is implemented (speaking of which, Paris Hilton mentioned it on an episode of The OC). It’s at the moments where the magical merges with reality that I feel this intangible rising: invisible cold fingers sliding up my spine.
So my question to you is what words/songs gives you the chills? What is required for such a strange but beautiful feeling?