Cosmic

That harp is just too fucking lovely not to post this.

That'swhathappenswhenyou'reonyourown

I didn't know it would come to this but, that's what happens when you're on your own.
And you're all right at letting nice things go.

Well I pawned the earrings that you gave me.
Golden metal flowers, dangling. And I almost cried and I sold them off.

And I don't mind livin' on bread and oranges, no no.
But I gotta get to and from where I come. It's gonna take money to go.

Oh no, ohh.

Tearin'loveapart

Is it bad that I kinda fancy the Xfactor's Craig Colton? Dear me. I should be ashamed of myself. Just can't control myself around them Northern lads.

Wink wink, nudge nudge...

Don't ever look back

And this. Awww baby girl, she gohn bring it.

In the deep

God darn mama, you put it down tonight.

So fucking excited for tomorrowwwwwww. Ahh yeah. Baby girl, beat that shit.

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 Three

Major Xfactor thrills are kicking in... Cannot bloody wait for tomorrow night. Lame, right?

Tricky, take two

Also, can't pick between these two track. Both lovely.

Tricky

I can't decide between these three beautiful and totally individual covers. Answers on the back of a postcard, please?

LitBitch, part eight

What we are reluctant to touch often seems the very fabric of our Salvation.

Don Delillo

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.

Pretties

As is this one. I can certainly declare that I am more than proud to count this young lady among my nearest and dearest.

Stunnahs

This girl's website is simply beautiful. Pure up and coming talent if there ever were such a thing. Enjoy.

Musiq

Oh, so I've totally missed Jools Holland's Later Live. Haven't you?

Horrors, being babes in general and not sounding as offensive as they did last time they played the show. Or last time I saw them live if I'm honest. Dear me, what is it about Farris that makes me melt into the toes of my Doc Martens? Sexy boii.

And then Ghost Poet played. I'd read about them a good month back and heard a sample or two, but never really paid much attention. What talent. I thought he was baby boy Dev of the terror that is Light Speed Champ, but he's far more charismatic and worthy of my time and critique. Love it.

Also, Lana Del Rey is crooning about on stage, drool worthy to say the least.

Enjoy...