This is the second piece in Calendar that utilizes the notes A,C,E,F,A,E. This time they are in a different key. “February” the month, and “February” the composition, are a both a bit mystical to me. I’m often coming out of depression from the bleak winter, and although February doesn’t really offer relief, it seems to offer promise. Yet it is still often harsh. I’d love to think that Satie would hear this piece and not scoff. Like September, it’s as sincere as I know how to be.