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.
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.
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!
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.