I want to tell you my thoughts

As I once declared about their first release, We Used To Vacation, this track requires nothing more than a still-sunny evening and a neat glass of expensive whisky. Good luck attaining that in Britain's currently treacherous weather, but we can still imagine. Here's to summer.

Paris, tu me manques

This track, written and performed by a Parisian darling friend of mine, has caused me to miss the city of love terribly. I must return there soon.

Towers

Both this song and its accompanying video are simply lovely. There are no other words. Enjoy.

Bon Iver - Towers (Official Music Video) from Bon Iver on Vimeo.

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...

I would still be on my feet

My love for this song has once again be rekindled. It takes me right back to Paris and Penny and Lainne's fateful night at La Cigalle where we met the beautiful-Elvis-Costello-playing-Sebastien, as well as Mr Blake himself. How this video, featuring the lovely Rebecca Hall, has evaded my attentions until today is beyond me, but I'll say this much - I fucking love it.

This war is almost won

So here's Josh Record for The Mahogany Sessions - there is something about the tone of his voice and the way his lyrics lilt out of his mouth that I simply adore.

It's enough

It's too much



The XX seem to be taking it a lot more slowly with this demo, Open Eyes, which is apparently from their forthcoming album which is expected to be released later this year. It's just incredibly sensual music, well paced and expertly layered - not that I expect anything less from the likes of one of my favourite all time live acts. Enjoy.

Go for a ride

Reckless Abandon

This is the best version of this track I've ever come across. Everything about it is wonderfully lovely and sweet. 

Molly has some chambers.

 Shall we go investigate?

You'll be holding all the tickets and I'll be paying all the fines

Who's gonna love you?
Who's gonna fall far behind?

So, when it comes to songs such as the above, it is quite tragically painfully difficult to remember, three to four years on, quite how much they meant to you. Once all your friends, your falacies and your foes start raving about itm and the facebook status' that used to be obscure soon become predictable...

Once theings as lovely and pure and raw and as wonderfully wordily, lyrically and luxuriously lovely as this end up trending on twitter and being tattooed on indie/emo girl's fat thighs, they lose that certain je ne sais quoi...

But, then again, Skinny Love, even now, means the world to me, and 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.



By my side

Rest your weary bones. So good. But this is even better.

Sorrow&Owsey

I love this. Lots
Thankyoubabyboyrobbieboy. Good sharing is good sharing.

Throughthenight

Night terrors.

these cold nightmares, they make her worse for wear

lost in the dark, she's got a heavy heart.

and when she waits in her fragile state, well, she calls my name

hoping that i'll keep her safe.

This video is so fucking hot.

Clean Break

Shout out to my big bro, Sneckle.

I'm a Z-O-M-B-I-E

Open letter to gorgeous charismatic Hollywood heart throb, Ryan Gosling:

PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPRIDDYPRIDDYPLEASE MARRY ME?
I'd be such a good house wife. Promise.

Also, I want our first kiss as a married couple to replicate the one you shared with Carrie Mulligan in Drive. Okay honey? Call me baby boy...

Too fucking cool.

Cringin', Number Four

I really do miss this little lady, back in the day before she really got her repulsive swag(ger) on. Not sure if she quite tops Miss Misha B of Kelly's troop, so fresh her roots are dragging mud through the fucking carpets. One to watch.

Cringin', Number Two

Is it bad that I totally fucking love Adele. Her performances at this year's Itunes Festival was spectacular, take a look...

And, what a cover! Nice one ladyface.

Here's all I know

So I have those words tattooed onto my spine. Pretentious as fuck or whattt?