I saw this picture of Béatrice Martin (a.k.a. Coeur de Pirate) on Ned Hepburn’s blog and I had to post it, because I’ve been drinking and da-yumn, but I also felt obliged to add this song firstly because it’s quite a good album — like a Regina Spektor album with the annoying parts edited out — but secondly, because I feel like I have to justify the fact I find her all sorts of attractive.
No, I don’t know why I have to justify it either, I mean, if this tattooed Canadian singer-songwriter… sweet Olfather, those eyes… then I — what was I writing about again?
Actually, I’ve been informed I have an umbrella fetish for Canadians, so maybe that’s all there is to it. You can probably ignore this post, then.
Beautiful Small Machines cover M.I.A.’s Paper Planes with banjos. I’m into it.
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I’m not afraid of the black man running
He’s got it right, he’s got a better life coming
I don’t care what the captain said
I fold it right at the top of my head
I lost my sight and the state packs in
I follow my heart and it leads me right to Jackson
Sufjan Stevens — Jacksonville.
There’s a project open in another window, a screenplay that will never be produced in a thousand years, set in a human colony in a far-off-future frozen wasteland sponsored by the nightmare lovechild of Richard Branson and Mark Zuckerberg. The reasons I bring this up are: a) to prove that I’ve actually done something with my unemployed days, and b) the colony in question is tentatively called Jacksonville, after this song.
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TV on the Radio — Second Song
Last year’s Nine Types of Light was a little bit disappointing, but the album still has some pretty good songs on it, and very different to TV on the Radio’s earlier stuff. This song in particular is— is “funky” still a word people use? Let’s go with funky. In the good sense of the word people no longer use.
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Danger Mouse & Daniele Luppi — Black, feat. Norah Jones
“I won.”
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Ladyhawke – Black, White & Blue.
Because fuck you, I like Ladyhawke. New album in March. Yes.
If anyone tells you Adaptation failed in the third act, they missed the point.
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What is this? Who let this happen? Can someone give me the name, or the contact details or at least the website of whoever made this happen to me? Because it DID happen to me. It happened to you, as well, obviously, but mostly it happened to me. ME. I’m sick, you know? It’s like the exact opposite of a Make-A-Wish. You can’t just — you know, she has a lovely voice, but you can’t just take a song and sap the soul out of — when did this happen? I’m googling it. Wait, what? It happened behind my own back? Consider me displeased, you fuckers. I hate every… last… one of… oh.
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The rant I made this morning regarding Birdy’s godfuckawful cover of Skinny Love, in its entirety: played out until I realised I was alone in the house, and I had become the crazy man in his pyjamas, shouting at his computer.
I am not good at being slightly ill.
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but lady, you need some cold advice / about a few things.
Pavement — Heaven is a Truck (Eggshell)
