Jessie B

Just heard this on the radio (yes, I listen to the radio, Radio One infact), and I fell in love. It's bloody gorgeous and cool and makes the most of both vocalists' talent. I've never been that much of a fan of Katy B, or even Jessie Ware until I saw her at Beacons festival and then witnessed her exquisite performance on Jools Holland's Later, but this has changed things for me.

Enjoy.

Who cares

Perfect summer vibe track.

Colour Fade

Worth a listen on this fine summers afternoon. Not listened to it all yet, but am intrigued and hopeful that it's worth my while. Something about the vocal reminds me of my beloved Bear Hands of Brooklyn. Particularly, Colour Fade's nice.

Sealion Woman

After reading an interesting interview/article about Fiest in UNCUT magazine this weekend, I've been continually brought back to one of my favourite ever Later Live with Jools Holland performances. Not only does the article follow up the critical responses to Fiest's most recent album, Metals (released in September 2011), it depicts the ever changing persona and career of one of Canada's finest musicians. The below performance is divine, and for me at least, tops the likes of James Blake, MGMT, Bloc Party, Lykke Li, Lissie and Bon Iver, all of whom I loved on Holland's show.

Enjoy kids, enjoy...

Messtivals

I miss messy festivals and fields and mud and cows and boys in bands and tents and picnics so freakin' much.

Dressed Up Like Sunday Morning

I fucking love yeasayer.

Allured

So, they're neglectful of future press and exposure and compliments, at least, as far as I'm concerned, but this video (Elephant - Allured) is something I quite like, mainly because the song's a good'n. Enjoy

Kelly Rowland vs Beyonce - ultimate cat fight

is one of my favourite ever people. If it hadn't been for Beyonce's immediate take over of her former band mate right after the Xfactor semi finals on Sunday evening, she'd be my ultimate woman for the rest of December. However, Beyonce, true to form, took centre stage on the ITV's A Night With Beyonce. WTF. She is an actual goddess.

Kelly is too, just not the alpha-goddess that she perhaps deserves to be. I love both of the following clips so much it actually hurts. Not sure how to feel, but I love them both so dearly that my heart aches with every beat of their beautiful existences...



So, tonight is the night

That I shall be spending in Rescue Rooms attending Dollop, an event that is basically all about one of my favourite people, Mr. James Fucking Blake.
He shall be mine.


I will be there, consumed by a passion of lovers as yet unloved. And I shall be surrounded and absorbed by a wide and forever varied selection of friends, my sweet dear darling ones, as it is Miss Cirquedusoleil's birthday night, and all is very, very exciting.

So here we go, for the DJ set he shall be my muse, for the after-party of acoustic renditions of Feist and Joni Mitchell songs, he shall be my man.

J'espere ca, beaucoup...

Molly has some chambers.

 Shall we go investigate?

Remember the Long Blondes?

Toothpaste Kisses

Dedicated especially for my leggy lady (and of course, to Little Miss Birthday Brat - Penny Lainne).

All my love, forever ever more. 

Put your trust in me, you're not gonna die alone

Well prove to me,
I'm not gonna die alone.
Put your arm round my collar bone
Open the door.

Don't lie to me
If you're puttin' the dog to sleep.
That pet you just couldn't keep
And couldn't afford.

Well prove to me,
I'm not gonna die alone.
Unstitch that shit I've sewn,
To close up the hole that tore through my skin.

Well my trust in you
Is a dog with a broken leg,
Tendons to torn to fix,
And you let me back in

You said
I can't prove to you
You're not gonna die alone,
But trust me to take you home
and clean up that blood all over your paws.

You can't keep running out.
Kicking yourself off the bed,
Kicking yourself in the head,
Because, you're kiciking me too.

Put your trust in me,
I'm not gonna die alone.
Put your trust in me,
I'm not gonna die alone.
I don't think so.

Put your trust in me,
I'm not gonna die alone.
Put your trust in me,
I'm not gonna die alone,
I don't think so.



Into the wild, wild night

I know that a certain bratty little lady love of mine, Hatty, of all the people (whowouldathoughtit?) loves this songs. I think I do too. Very cute.

Awww, little voley...

Fearne Cotton strikes again

Dear me, I really cannot tell these days.
Is this majorly offensive, or kinda cute?

I think it's cute, but that might just be because I think he sounds like an elongated vole on speed and laughing gas. HA.
And using her vocals certainly raises the tone. Shame he has never been able to sing in tune though...

Yonkahz

Ain't nevah gunnah cease to adore this kid.

Home is where I want to be, but I guess I'm already there

I guess that this must be the place?

Patten's sweet suggestive vocal contributions compliment Mills' luscious, richly textured vocal perfectly. I think I'm in love with this. 

Such a tremendous cover of one of my favourite all time songs beats even this. Sorry baby boys, (Brooklyn will have to wait...).

Don't leave my hyper heart alone

It's in my honey, it's in my milk.

When the lights are cutting out

 Written in your signed armistice.

The world's a mess

and you're my only cure.

The only words I know are

More.

More.

And more.