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.

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.

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!

aún lloviendo

A bean-child go-to and quite fitting for the day.

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.

 

 

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.

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...

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.

Three's Company

Sorry I've been neglecting you, blog. Work has been a zoo.

 

For head bobbing

For fist pumping

 

For sitting quietly

Took a boat to England

Sweet little song for the day: the darling Laura Marling covering the ever mysterious Jackson C. Frank's Blues Run the Game. I normally despise listening to live versions of songs, but her voice sounds outstanding in this one (and we get to hear her accent, which adds to the darling-ness). Now I've got Spain and room service on the brain...

le sigh

Sometimes I feel utterly overwhelmed by how much amazing music is out there. I stress knowing I'm not giving each artist an acceptable amount of concentration and then I stress thinking about the myriad musicians out there I'll never have time to even hear about. Doesn't help that work is bonkers today. But.....IT'S FRIDAY and Fridays deserve at least one good goddamn tune. Thus, a personal favorite:

Now just a few more hours until I'm reunited with a fat beer, Manfriend, and a full box of Thin Mints in the freezer (note the order of importance).

Likey Lykke

Lykke Li's Wounded Rhymes is officially out and it has been my savior on this dreary workday. It's the same old Lykke with tribal bass lines and seductress vocals, but Wounded Rhymes has a definite 1960's vibe. Like attending a sock hop beach party if there was a monster storm abrewin'. I still hold loyalties to her first album, Youth Novels, but anyone that can make side boob look that good (I mean, seriously folks) gets two thumbs peens up from me. Keep on, hot mama.

Here's a little ditty Manfriend and I living-room-dance to on a regular basis that you may enjoy. "Dance, Dance, Dance" from Youth Novels via an impromptu collaboration with Bon Iver. Huzzah!

Tuesday Bluesday

Ok, so this isn't the Blues, its Soul. BUT, Tuesdays do seem to make me feel blue, so thank you Della for helping me through. (rhyme alert!) Rumor has it she was like, twelve when she recorded this. Overachiever.