"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."

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)

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Karen O, Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross — Immigrant Song (from The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo Motion Picture Soundtrack)

[via laviecine]

I was about fifteen when I encountered Feeder in the wild, in my friend Phil’s bedroom listening to their career high-point Echo Park, reading Spider-Man comics and talking about how many women you could technically be expected to ‘pleasure’ at the same time (I said eight, Phil said ten, but I maintain those last two were a technicality and you could go on forever if you’re going to count that sort of thing as ‘pleasure’ but, y’know, I’m a man now, and I’m over it, I certainly don’t re-do the equations when I can’t sleep). I don’t remember the date and time, exactly; that’s just an educated guess.

Feeder became our collective favourite band for a while, there. We’ve since seen them more times than I care to mention.

That’s a lie. I’ve seen them about four times. I regret nothing.

So this video came out in the early days of social media: Feeder put out a call for fan-videos on their ~official forum~ and these people responded. At the time, it was brilliant. It was all over Kerrang! TV, heralding a golden age for that particular guitar band, and as it turned out, a golden age for Phil’s stalking skills.

“I’ve found the girl in the Feeder video,” he said to me one day. I remember this conversation as taking place during a hefty thunderstorm: he’s on my doorstep, holding up a soaked printout of the girl in question and grinning at me. It is six in the morning. I haven’t heard from him in days. That might not be how it went. ”I’ve found the girl in the Feeder video,” he said.

“Which one?”

“The fit one.”

Try to understand that Youtube wasn’t a thing back then. Cameraphones were a few years away. The average video quality for the Just A Day video was even worse than it is now, taped over grandma’s birthday on a video camera from 1983. To put it bluntly, it was impossible to tell whether or not someone was ‘fit,’ and you’d think it would be impossible to identify that someone, but goddamnit, Phil found a way.

Phil didn’t end up marrying the girl in the Feeder video, which is a shame, because this would have been the speech I made at their wedding.

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Your habits ossify,
you don’t realise you’re fried.

Nada Surf — Concrete Bed

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Death Cab for Cutie — Stay Young, Go Dancing

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Ted Leo and the Pharmacists – A Bottle of Buckie

Today is a day for Ted Leo and the Pharmacists, but it’s never a day for Buckfast.

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Music for time travellers and overlapping nonlinears: Digitalism – Zdarlight.

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Emmy the Great — Baby, I Love You (Ramones cover), recorded on the Marc Riley show during the UK riots. Goddamn, I love 6music.