Monday, December 19, 2011

día tras día

The bunch of freesia on my desk is wilting under the fluorescent lighting. And there are still a few dozen buds that could potentially bloom. They might not make it. Fresh water and fresh Radiohead might do the trick.


I honestly don't know how Thom does it, relentlessly creating such mesmerizing music. How can so much cool come from one small man?

Friday, December 16, 2011

audio earmuffs

It's COLD outside. Warm up your ears with this gem.


Have a lovely weekend! Enjoy a Hot Toddy or two.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

blown away


San Francisco native Scott Hansen is both a musician/producer (under moniker Tycho) and graphic artist (under moniker ISO50), and I was fortunate enough to witness said talents at last weekend's sold-out show. Another talent he has is BLOWING MY MIND INTO OUTER SPACE. Easily one of the best shows I have attended...ever.  The music was clean and fluid, yet playful and rich. Flawless and inventive. And his sun-soaked, vintage-hued videos and photographs being projected behind him SEALED THE DEAL. What can't he do? Breathe underwater. OR CAN HE?

Dive from most recent album of the same name.
Gold star for your sticker chart, Mr. Hansen.

OH, AND THIS.

Monday, December 12, 2011

stunning

This surf/enviro short by Ben Gulliver made my jaw drop. Beautiful shots of a truly extraordinary region. And great music to boot.


If you'd like to learn more about Spirit Bears, I read an interesting article in National Geographic a few months ago.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

just a sec

Fantastic new song by Nite Jewel, who just seems to be killing it this year.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Monday, December 5, 2011

maple syrup

Get it? Because this song is so sappy! Sentimental it may be, it's a beautiful piece with a wintery feel. Landfill is soft and minimalistic with a rather heavy concept; that humans have a frustrating capability to feel strong like and dislike towards one person at the same time, to be pulled towards someone who makes you cringe, to have a heart with the audacity to betray your mind. Humans are silly. Silly humans.

Friday, December 2, 2011

back to basics

It's official. December holiday madness has begun. There is no escaping the scores of glittery, oversized Christmas trees sagging under the weight of gaudy ornaments. No dodging the onslaught of pure crap being dumped into the shopping bags of dazed consumers. And the carols. THE CAROLS. Sweet mother of all that is holy, let's be done with this excess. After all, it's the simple things that give us the warm and fuzzies. Exhibit A: Dr. Dog.

 
Perfect accompaniment to a night of doing absolutely nothing with those goofballs you call friends.

I know a severed head seems a little bleak for the season, but that riff at the beginning?...meow.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

gobble gobble hello chin wobble

Looking forward to a few days with family, a few nights with friends, and pie.
LOTS OF PIE.

Album du Jour: Warpaint's The Fool

This week's song-stuck-in-my-head-for-no-apparent-reason:
Play with Fire, Rolling Stones

Thursday, November 17, 2011

easy baby

Wouldn't it be nice to have a job based on competence and intellect rather than one's ability to straddle five different inflated egos? Until that time, I'm trying to stay cool as a cucumber with Wax Tailor.

 

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

tuesday bluesday 2.0

Yeah, I stole that title from myself. What of it? Lots of things are "twirling around in my head" lately, making me sleepy and unfocused and a bit spacey. Too many disappointing headlines and too much recycled air to muster inspiration. Good thing my friend Music called me up.


I love how textured this song sounds. "Baby's Arms" from Kurt Vile's latest album.

Also, fun little site that recommends a refreshment for your current tunes. Though they did suggest a PBR for Kurt. Rude.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

oh hi hipsters

It's Real, from Real Estate's new album Days, has this young-and-carefree vibe that I've been riding all day. But damn hipsters, calm it down with the dogs. Cat ladies of the world UNITE!

Friday, November 4, 2011

ho hum

Rounding out a week of procrastination and zero focus. Rained all night. Clocks turn back this weekend. Unearthed my impractical fingerless mittens. Winter has arrived.

Monday, October 31, 2011

halloween heartmelt

Attended a rare and much anticipated Kings of Convenience show on Friday night after eight years of wishing and waiting. Worth it! How polite these 'gents were and how attentively they led the audience in their sing-alongs. They promised they'd come back soon, but I bet they say that to all the audiences.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

This is Sparta!!

FEELING GOOD PEOPLE! Who fixed the high-capacity two-hole punch at work that everyone thought was broken? THIS BEAN DID. And I did it using the following items:

-paper clip
-pocket flashlight
-envelope opener
-corkscrew
-tape dispenser sans tape

I must admit that, in retrospect, the tape dispenser actually made the situation worse. But whatever mofos, I fixed that ish! I'm like a cross between MacGyver and Dilbert. I'm going to ride this high as long as I can. Or until someone breaks it again.

 
Totally embarrassed to post this song because (a) its melodramatic dubstep and (b) all of Lana Del Rey's other songs are awful, even when remixed. But whatever mofos, I fixed that ish!

Monday, October 24, 2011

get back

Nothing to say, except that I am very happy that there are people in this world who are able to create such beautiful sounds.



Oh, and they all live in Sweden.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

mixed bag

Shackled to the The Man on an otherwise sunny Saturday, again. And we all know there is only one upside to being in a near empty office over the weekend: cartwheels down the hallway become socially acceptable. (If a bear does gymnastics in the woods, is he still judged on his form?) But then I pulled a muscle. Cue soundbite of deflating balloon.

NEW PHANTOGRAM!

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

grumblies

You know those days when everyone is asking something from you and then each of those people does something wrong and comes back to you with more questions and you wonder, suddenly, if everyone you work with is incompetent, that it's a miracle they even make it into the office day after day unharmed, how the world is, in essence, run by these very blockheads, paramount decisions made every second by these weenies, and when they say "so sorry to keep bothering you" you want to scream "if you were really sorry you'd shut yer gaddamn traps you lousy mouth-breathers!" but instead you fake chuckle, wave a dismissive hand, and say "oh please, no worries!"?

Or even better, gas them with your smoke breath:


For the record: I work with a group of very bright individuals. I just happen to be impossibly impatient and downright Scroogey.

Friday, October 7, 2011

wiped out

Tons of great new music I've happened upon, but this week has been a knock-down-drag-out emotional tsunami, so the only thing I have to offer is this:

                                          Jimmy Falon as Neil Young covering Will Smith

Friday, September 30, 2011

swedish fish

Recipe for a bitchin' Thursday night:

Aquarium
Red Wine
Jens Lekman
$12
Mash well.

What in tarnation? you say. And I say, last night I went to Nightlife, a weekly event hosted by the California Academy of Sciences. Admission is $12 which includes access to the planetarium, aquarium, natural history museum, and oh yeah a four story rainforest. Aquariums are one of my desert island necessities. Though if I'm on a desert island, I guess my entire surroundings will be an aquarium. Whatever, I really like aquariums is the take-away. And four story rainforests ain't so bad either. The event is 21+ (enter red wine) so there's no risk of kids hogging all the prime jellyfish viewing spots. Damn kids.

And that's not all - as a promo for the upcoming Treasure Island Music Festival (which I will not be attending as I will be preoccupied selling my soul to The Man), there was a performance by our favorite pop music playing, silly lyric writing Swede: Jens Lekman. (In my head I said that like Oprah) He was terrific! A little more on the acoustic, decelerated side than I had expected but he picked it up at the end with Sipping on Sweet Nectar and I Remember Every Kiss. If he had played Postcard to Nina I might have just up and died.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

twin twin shadow shadow

I forgot to mention - I saw Twin Shadow last Saturday at the Great American Music Hall, one of my favorite venues in San Francisco. Like hell if we didn't shimmy our hearts out. George Lewis Jr., Mr. Twin Shadow himself, is a riot - he's called the "Brown David Bowie", has a Morrissey-esque voice and sports a Prince style quaff and bolo tie. Whoever he is, I like.



ONE MORE THING: meoww

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

no thank you

No thank you to work, to people, to thinking today. No thank you to bus waiting, to leftover eating, to cubicle monotony, to cough drops. I'll have one listen and go back to bed. On a beach. In the sun.

Monday, September 26, 2011

where your heart goes

In typical monday-morning-woe-is-me-over-privileged-ungrateful-bean style, every song I listened to today made my nose scrunch up and my brow furrow. Until this one.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

mental floss

Something potentially wonderful is on the horizon. I'm trying my darndest not to get my hopes up.


Some Bon Iver to quiet my mind.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

its beginning to feel a lot like summer

It's finally hot outside! Little slow on the uptake but I knew we'd get there. I believed in you Summer! It was me and you against all the Negative Nancy's and we won! We won dammit!

One of my awesome roommates had an extra ticket to Laura Marling this past Saturday and in the process of telling me this piece of news, she must have noticed the string of drool slopping out of the corner of my mouth because she offered it to moi. Laura seems very much like your average young performer (she's a wee 21) but the moment that strumming and humming begins you know you're witnessing something special. 'Twas a splendid performance.
 
Laura's new album, A Creature I Don't Know, came out last week and I (shocker) have mixed feelings. I always view a new album as an affront to all previous albums. Like the pretty new girl in your class who throws off the status quo with her newness and prettiness. What about the dependably sturdy manish girl who's been there the whole time? Anywho, upon further inspection this new album, like most of the ones I initially cast-off, is a treat. Her lyrics continue to be hearty and seriously wise beyond her years. I predict Ms. Marling will be around for a while and I can't wait to hear whats next.




Not off the new album, but terrific nonetheless

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

now this

I'm really sorry, but this is happening. It will all be over soon.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

dance dance revolution

I'm no stranger to the dance floor but I ain't got nothing on The Younger Lovers. Part carefree rock (a la The Go! Team) and part dance tutorial, "We are the Younger Lovers/Keeps on Falling Down" will put a smile on your face. And impress your friends at da clubz. Meow.



Equally noteworthy: BOOYAH

Friday, September 2, 2011

bump and grind

Let Indian Summer begin! And to those who made better decisions in college, have a nice long weekend. I'll be in this office, eating an inappropriate amount of Hershey's Kisses and working on my vitamin D deficiency.


Wednesday, August 31, 2011

come back comeback

Low on energy, stuffed with work, send help Kate.



This song makes my bones want to jump out of my skin and run somewhere incredible.

Friday, August 19, 2011

apparatizer

I can't wait for the new Apparat album. But I will. Because I'm a patient little bean when I want to be. Here's one track to wet your palate. Isn't it grand?

 

This is the scene where the guy breaks free from the crowd at the airport and starts running in slow motion towards the closing departure gate as the plane carrying his one true love backs out of the terminal and she looks out the plane window, because she somehow managed a window seat, and she spots him and he, miraculously, sees her and their eyes meet even though the distance/size of windows/glare would otherwise make that impossible. Wait, what?

And because I'll be away next week, attending a wedding in Louisiana, I'll leave one of my favorite Apparat songs for this little blog to nosh on.



Tuesday, August 16, 2011

flying pigs

How weird is this? Electronic version of Harvest Moon. MIND BLOWN. But it's quite good: sunny-day-bicycle-built-for-two sounding. I love Neil Young and hold his music in high regard, so I could see how some might find this sacrilege. But c'mon, you can't help but bob along.



Thursday, August 11, 2011

release

Everyone has a very private, very valued collection of albums that make up their experience as people. Each album is cherished and memorized and each represents a different moment of growth. These albums don't come along very often, and when they do its hard to foresee the power their presence will have. I just learned about Glasser (where have I been?) and upon listening to the first notes of their album Ring I knew I had another to add to my arsenal. The connection was immediate and I've been listening nonstop all week.

A week which, by the way, has been shit. My frustration is rising, my patience wearing thin and my jaw sore from stress induced grinding. Glasser could not have come at a better time. If there are two things I'm a sucker for its tribal beats and lady singers wailing out their cosmic pain (see White Hinterland or Niki and the Dove). And Ring is filled to the brim. I listen and I feel brave. I get chills and I feel stronger. Hell yes.

apologeez for the low quality

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

cinematastic

Fun video, decent song. Toro y Moi's "How I Know" from Underneath the Pines. It's Scooby Doo meets Bonnie Tyler's Total Eclipse of the Heart video meets Beach Boys.


Friday, August 5, 2011

mahalo zooey

I thought this was so cute and fun. Zooey Deschanel is up there with St. Vincent and Phylicia Rashad in my little black book. And its the goofy dude from Parks and Recreation! Where's my invite to this silly little jam session? Fun breather for a Friday.


What, you thought I was going to mention Ms. Rashad without a Cosby teaser? Please.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

clean break

The ever empowering, always cinematic M83 is just the cure for your St. Vincent hangover. "Midnight City" is the first single off their new album Hurry Up, We're Dreaming which is set to be released in October. Take two listens and call me in the morning.


Just listen to that sax. Jazz hands!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

lastest

Due to overwhelming viewer feedback (read: I decided this on my own sans my zero readers) this will be the last St. Vincent installment. But we'll enjoy two songs for the price of one post. Deal? Deal.

  

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

spills and thrills

"See I traded my plot of land for a plane to anywhere." Take me with you Annie! We can spoon in coach.

Friday, July 29, 2011

dig it big

Manfriend is on a seemingly never ending Beatles kick. I'm about to rip my hair out, but I think we've found a compromise! Dig a Pony, possibly his all time favorite (the air guitar singalongs are quickly losing their cute factor) covered by none other than Our Lady of St. Effing Vincent.

 Original

she thang

Thursday, July 28, 2011

smitten

Today on the St. Vincent front: her cover of Nico's These Days. I know that you're thinking, that this is one of the most overly done songs in the history of songs and singing and shalalaing. But Annie sounds (and looks) so delicate and wistful. I want to eat her face with a spoon (too far?)

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

be still my heart

So we all know that St. Vincent's third album has yet to be released (Sept?). But what I did not know is that she released a song from said album to satiate her fans in the interim. If I knew what a hashtag was I suppose I could have known about this sooner, but my love for St. Vincent is only paralleled by my aversion to stay technologically in-tune with my generation. Anyways, you can listen here. Saucy.

The main take away from this should be that I love St. Vincent with the strength of a grizzly's bite force (1800 PSI). She is my main lady squeeze. I have a hard time separating my obsession for St. Vincent with my obsession for Annie Clark herself. I mean, look how cute she is:

 image via


It took me most of the morning to decide on this photo because they are all that adorable. How I haven't been fired yet is beyond me. When I started this blog I envisioned a full section being dedicated to St. Vincent and I have yet to post one song. SO, starting now until a date to be determined I will only be posting St. Vincent. Deal with it, lone reader.

This is not an official video, but it's quite clever, no?

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

create

You know that sensation when you don't see live music for a really long time, and then you break the spell with a surprisingly delightful performance by optimistic, hyper-talented up-and-comers? You leave the venue feeling PUMPED UP, like maybe tomorrow you'll finally enroll yourself in that art class or revisit the idea of adult piano lessons. Now you're ready to learn French. And then you wake up the next morning and go sit in a monochromatic office cube and stare at a spreadsheet and your life stays exactly the same. You know that feeling? Yeah. Me too.

I saw Audiafauna last week and was really impressed with how polished their tracks sounded. It's refreshing to hear a new group with non-formulaic song structures and layered melodies. Audiafauna mixes violin, piano, cello (yes please!), electronic sounds, and front-woman/pixie Kelly's amazing vocals (think Thao Nguyen plus Kate Havnevik) to make inventive, spirit lifting music. I recommend a listen.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

breakfast of champions

Every morning, an anonymous employee heats up a breakfast treat in the communal microwave and a sweet syrupy aroma settles over the office. As a fierce supporter of all things breakfast, this is torture for me. What are they eating? Where are they getting it? Is it pure maple syrup or that equally good processed sugar water sold in plastic squeeze tubes? Has someone found a way to make fluffy french toast with the limited supplies of an office kitchen? I am tormented, drinking my tea, eyeing my plain oatmeal with disdain. Sick, sick joke.

So I'm tiding myself over with Little Dragon's new album Ritual Union, streaming in full length on NPR. This ish is GOOD people. French toast good.

Friday, July 15, 2011

goosebumps

This song terrorizes me. Death by cello please.


Have an inspired weekend. And eat some sweets.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

paradise found

A little birdie (the only birdie) told me that the streaming works! 


 This kid knows how I feel.

paradise lost

I fell off the face of the earth and had to crabwalk back up. It was gnarly but I've returned with a sensational tune. 

  

In other news, the Streaming Debacle of 2011 is officially chipping away at my sanity. Sometimes it plays, sometimes it doesn't. Mac yes, PC no, PC yes, PC no. Now that we're all caught up with my trials and tribulations, I'm giving up. I'll just wait for a rapturous epiphany of the IT variety.

Considering my computer skills are limited to Mavis Beacon and excel shortcuts I'm quite surprised I managed to get anything working.

Thursday, June 30, 2011

iFail

Still trying to figure out this streaming shit. In the meantime, back to youtube...


Breakthrough: My experiment in streaming has proved successful on Macs. PCs soon to follow if the interwebz gods allow. 

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

i haz web skills?

Holy hell I think I figured out how to post songs. Take that technologeez! No more depending on home-made youtube videos of crappy photo montages. I can address all that music I've been neglecting due to lack of suitable footage.

Like a good American I am a fan of excess, especially when it comes to music. Rufus Wainwright was a victim of said saturation many years ago. I listened to that gravely yet buttery voice constantly. This was my favorite of his at the height of my obsession.



When he hits "Paris" I still get goosebumps.

Friday, June 24, 2011

hot hot heat

My office is always a sub-zero ice box. Keeps the robots efficient or something. Anyways, I usually start my day by cranking the space heater (which I keep hidden under my desk), steeping a scalding cup of my favorite tea (which I keep hidden in the kitchen), and toggling between NPR and warm sounding music.

Peaking Lights' new album is all desert heat and campfires. Not every song is to my liking, but these two are transporting me to a warmer place with a red hot sun, blinding sandstone and sun drowsy rattlesnakes.

 

 

Bring us heat Sun Gods!

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

solstice

It is the first day of summer and because of this glorious occasion I'm giving you the greatest gift of all.... consequence-less ice cream? nope. ability to breathe underwater? better. New Radiohead video. They put the RAD in Radiohead. See what I did there? You're welcome.

 
Thom is my end-all-be-all.

Monday, June 20, 2011

and how!

Yesterday I had the pleasure of listening to Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings live (and for free) whilst sipping beer and noshing on strawberries in a sun drenched eucalyptus grove. I know what you're thinking, and no, I did not die and go to heaven. Though Sharon knows, as well as I do, that that's the closest I'll get.

'Twas heaven in the form of Stern Grove Music Festival, which kicked of its season with Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings. Their performance was an absolute blast. Her energy never ceases to amaze me (and make me feel like a sack of lazy bones). Until we meet again, Sharon.

 


Wednesday, June 15, 2011

hey mister tambourine man

I'm still on the fence about Memory Tapes but this video is totally radical.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

snooze button

There was a time in my life when I didn't dream at night. Well, I guess neurologically speaking I had "dreams" but none I remembered in the morning. Just blankness as I slept. Looking back, it was a dreary thing. Time went on and I changed a few things in my life and the dreams came back. The end.

Dntel is one of those great twinkling-lights types of artists, who at one point collaborated with Ben Gibbard (Death Cab for Cutie) to create this song. I'll be honest - I'm not a big Ben Gibbard fan (over consumption?) but any song based on a dream about Chan Marshall (Cat Power) and Evan Dando (the Lemonheads) is fine by me.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Thursday, June 2, 2011

afternoon delight

Andrew Cedermark is a young and talented little bean who bears a striking resemblance to Harry Potter (in my opinion at least, having seen little of either). My friend took me to a show of his in Brooklyn last fall and I was really tickled by how honest his performance was.


I don't really know what's happening in this video, but I found it on his record label's YouTube page so we can assume it's intentional. For clarification this song is simply called Hard Livin'. Sans 'in China'. Capisce?

Friday, May 27, 2011

cheeseburger

I've got a real sappy one today. "It Must Be Love" by Labi Siffre, groovster extraordinaire. Mixed race and openly gay, Labi had a powerful impact on the music of the 1960's and 1970's. He's come in and out of retirement a handful of times, always to speak sing out against some social evil - violence, apartheid, anti-secularism, bigotry, etc.

I recently learned that the melody at the beginning of Eminem's "My Name Is" is a sample from Labi's "I Got The". Labi only allowed usage of his art once Dr. Dre and Eminem had taken out a few lines about raping a lesbian (horrid I know). Of the offensive lyrics, Labi said the following: "Attacking two of the usual scapegoats, women and gays, is lazy writing. If you want to do battle, attack the aggressors not the victims". Go Labi, go Labi, go!


I love the pure 70's sheen of this video. The uncomfortably close face shots, not so much.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

shake a fist

This song always puts me in a good mood and I'm determined to be one of those upbeat glass-half-full types today. Chances are I'll be dead by lunch.

  

Thursday, May 19, 2011

avant-garde

Absolutely phenomenal.

  

Jonna Lee's ground breaking project iamamiwhoami.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

foxy

It's supposed to be May, but it's rainy and cold and frustrating. I ran across a Mumford and Sons cover of "Not in Nottingham" from the 1973 Disney cartoon Robin Hood. It seemed fitting to post, as this is the part in the movie when the monarch sharply raises taxes on the down-trodden and a gloomy deluge consumes the impoverished town, drowning the remaining hopes and dreams of its inhabitants. Its so appropriate on so many levels.



When I was a child, I always chose Robin Hood as the SuperFellow that would rescue (and later marry) me from whatever make-believe travesty was occurring. I sure did love that sly fox.

Monday, May 16, 2011

why i oughta...

This Monday started out horribly. Let's kick its arse!

 
  
by the way, love the Twelves

Friday, May 13, 2011

Spooks

It being Friday the 13th and all I thought I'd post this haunting tune. Bandini remix of Ennio Morricone's theme for 1966's The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly. Signore Morricone is now eight-two years old and continues to compose powerful film scores. Keep on, Ennio!


Now ride off into the sunset you wily bandits!

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Damn you Swedes!

The sheer volume of innovative artists coming out of Sweden never fails to amaze me. Must be in the water. Today's obsession: Little Dragon. Yukimi Nagano's voice is both elegant and devious and I just can't get enough.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

inondé de soleil


Amadou and Mariam found each other while attending the Institute for Young Blind in Bamak, Mali in the late seventies. They've been creating beautiful music and promoting some serious social change ever since. Positively inspiring.

Friday, April 29, 2011

i can't believe it's not butter

wait, yes I can. What I can't believe is that I haven't mentioned Panda Bear's new album which leaked weeks ago. Until now weenies! Simply put, Tomboy is solid. Not life-changing but I thoroughly enjoy listening to it from start to finish. I'm no music critic but if I had to rate this in terms of ice cream flavors, it's obviously Pistachio; a bit out there (in typical Noah Lennox fashion), tastes dependably delicious, and leaves me feeling bloated satisfied.

 


Wednesday, April 27, 2011

synthin' it up

It's a Twin Shadow day. This song in particular makes me want to jump up and do that little kick dance from Footloose. You know the one.


I debated posting Tyrant Destroyed instead of I Can't Wait solely for the lyric "as if it wasn't enough to hear you speak, they had to give you lips like that." I recommend a listen. It will break your heart.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

leafy greens

I'm a bit of a Scrooge. A Negative Nancy if you will. I don't overflow with love for most things. But I really do enjoy anything tree related. So I'm jazzed about a new way to look at forest cover within the United States. The Woods Hole Research Center just came out with a comprehensive look at wooded areas and corresponding carbon stock in the Lower 48. Its been keeping me busy all morning.

And because I'm shit at clever transitions, here's a really good song by a band with the word 'trees' right in the name! By golly! I love the combination of Grizzly Bear-esque vocals and nap-time melodies.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

restless

I should be sitting back with my feet up, but instead I'm feeling anxious and unsatisfied. I'm itchin' to jump on a plane to someplace no one knows me. Preferably if I could just teleport into this music video. Scram, worries! Be gone, cares!

Monday, April 18, 2011

goooooal!

We've made it my friends, we're crossing the finish line as I type. Hurts so good.
The magic happens at 2:40

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

don't give a funk

Respect the classics. This is the orig, but for a real treat, the remix runs rampant with Biggie's debut.

Friday, April 8, 2011

A friend indeed

I'm feeling very content and acoustic-y today. Enter Bob Desper. An optical hemorrhage left him blind at age 10 though that never hindered his ability to create delicately heartfelt folk music. Highly underrated in my opinion.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

daily grind

These weeks are flying by but each day seems to drag. Here's to hoping I make it through this heinous work deadline sans psychotic break.

A dose of Niki and the Dove for motivation.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

très charmant

 
A charming Elliot Smith cover by the vocally ravishing Madeline Peyroux.

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Thurzday

I hate z's in inappropriate places, except when its a product of Radiohead and a smattering of celebrated hip-hop artists. Contrary to the weather outside, I'm all over Rainydayz Remixes today. Here are a few favorites:

   

Eerie video, no?


 Charli 2na has such a distinct voice. Me gusta.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

oh how convenient

It's sunny! I repeat, it is sunny. No rain, no clouds, no fog. Sun. It's perfect weather for picnicking, reading in the sun or walking through the park. Mentally, I'm doing all those things. Days like this are also perfect for the light and breezy sounds of Kings of Convenience.

Off their latest album Declaration of Dependence.

Monday, March 28, 2011

Look!

I CAN NOT stop listening to Metronomy's The Look. It's unhealthy really. And this music video is such a gas! Binge away!

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

science of sleep

I woke up with the following two songs in my head and have been toggling between them all morning. ¿Que raro, no? Perhaps the remedy is to confront these little devils.

 

 

Monday, March 21, 2011

sloth and other things

So I sneaked (snuck? sneakered?) into an empty conference room this morning to sleep. Not a great way to start the week. Not a great way to start the season. I'm drooling just thinking about my pillow.


I don't know why. Just go with it.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

cut a rug


Forecast promises thunder and lightning over the next three days, which makes me a very happy little bean. Perfect opportunity to catch up on dancing around the house. I've been smitten with Oh Land's new album as of late. Perfect pick me up music - boogie-inducing and fancy-free.


And yes, her given name is Nanna Øland Fabricius. Sauciest Nanna I know...

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Van the Man

In honor of St. Patrick's Day and the small sliver of Irish in my blood, here's an Emerald Isle staple. It was hard to choose just one song to post. In fact, Sweet Thing isn't even a favorite of mine, but it just sounded so lovely this morning.