About a year and a half ago, around Christmas-time, I was absolutely enamored with this song because it was in a Buffy the Vampire Slayer episode (which ended up being my favorite episode, as I was marathoning the show with my roommate at that time.) I had about a week of it on youtube repeat straight, and catalogued by the end there was about ~700 replays.
It has a very "waltzing alone in the living room at 4 am on Christmas morning" kind of vibe for me. Definitely one of my favorite songs.
I had a similar experience with Ray Charles. I heard one of his songs in the anime adaptation of Metropolis (one of my favorite movies if you're reading this you should totally go watch it like right now) and the strange way in which it was used back in, what, 2009, when I first saw the movie? Has lead me to buy a lot of Ray Charles songs all the way up until 2016.
In fact, here is the very scene that got me hooked, be warned that it is basically the end of the entire movie and please, please, please think about watching the film first, it's a fantastic and gorgeous thing: Oh god, it still makes me cry. Q.Q
...The Iron Giant isn't little known here in the US. That shit gets played on 24 hour fucking marathons at least once a year and I have learned to just keep headphones in my ears as a result. (My sister would binge watch as many times as she could during said 24 hour marathon. She did this with fucking Thumbellina and about fifty other movies that I can't stand to watch anymore.)
The Iron Giant was my favorite movie when I was a wee little one. Had it on VHS. Not even sure how many times I watched it. Got even worse when my little step-brother was brought into the picture; that was a looooot of afternoons.
We're singing I believe that lovers should be chained together and thrown into a fire with their songs and letters, and left there to burn. Left there to burn in their arrogance.
Seireitei is crumbling and the Gotei is a shell of its former self. Ravaged by the plague, the surviving Shinigami struggle to maintain the balance, but with so few of them left, the work is taxing and their fortress-city has fallen to neglect. Spread thin across all fronts, their diminished presence has been noted by friend and foe alike.
The Arrancar have rebuilt Las Noches and are rallying. The throne remains empty, but self-styled Espada have risen up from among them and are vying for control, each one endlessly testing the others’ weaknesses. Too evenly matched for any one of them to claim the crown, they bide their time, waiting for the opportune moment.
On Earth, all seems well—but there is a war being fought in the shadows as the mortals find themselves lacking the protection they once had and so sorely need. The Quincy, having realized the oppressive specter of the Shinigami is no more, are flourishing, and are fighting the Hollow-breeds with renewed vigor.