Well so far my Valentine's weekend has consisted of re-watching Mad Men in its entirety and a lot of pizza. I am on season 5. OH, and a ton of music exploration which led me to the above gem. Hi, Cudder.
I get these strong cravings to do a lot of nothing some nights. I adore nothing, especially in this cold. Brr. But if there's anything my nothing has brought to the world, it's Jerry Folk's "To My Soul". Go ahead and play this for your Valentine. If you don't have a Valentine, play it for yourself and thank me later.
Some pals made a mix in celebration of a new night they'll be playing. "New New Thursdays" at Maw's Garage will officially be bringing you Friday, on a Thursday. The night starts next week, and aside from some tunes, there is also NO COVER. Perfect for when you're done with the work week, but it's only Thursday (that would be me - every week).
The above mix is a fusion of new and old hip hop and r&b. Go ahead and give it a listen, treat yoself.
We've had a decent winter. We've been spoiled, actually. I'm Canadian, I'm fine! Right?! Well. Tomorrow is going to be -44C. For those of you that don't deal in Celsius, in Fahrenheit, that would be.. really fucking cold.
My music mood changes with the weather. I always find myself reverting to the same kind albums, or similar sounds. Elliot Moss is no different. He has a winter calmness to his voice in this one that warms you right up. The lyrics are poetically tragic, and I absolutely fucking love it. Sad songs hit you hard in the chest, and for some reason, that goes well with the winter blues. Perfectly, in fact.
Man, remember Awolnation's, "Sail"?! Whoever thought we'd find something with such a reminiscent sound. OR MAYBE THERE HAVE BEEN A FEW.. but this one grabbed me on the butt and told me to come cuddle on the couch. Tea in hand, volume up. Right up.
I won’t keep watching you
Dance around in your smoke
Who can flicker out?
You’re not the light I used to know
I don’t believe in safety nets
Strung below that make it alright
To let go
You gotta hold on
Or it’s gonna
Slip, slip, slip through your
Slip, slip, slip through your hands
Whoa, whoa, whoa
What’s the matter?
You don’t have enough rain
To make up your storm?
Oooh whatcha look so sad for?
Where’s the light I used to know?
Oh look, we found ourselves doing bloggy type things today. That's cool, right?! Maybe this will encourage more blogging. At least, that's what we're aiming for.
You know how we continue to like Kanye, regardless of how much hate we hold for him?! Why do we do that?! Simply because he's talented.
Martin Shkreli, highly villainized by the public, sits in this interview like trash in a bag that's made out of gold.
I have spilled all of my feelings into a bowl of whats and I don't know how to sort them. Dangerously likable, he speaks less arrogantly and kind of makes you wanna have a beer with him (while listening to the $2 million dollar Wu-Tang album on loop just in case we still hate him).
BRB. Gonna watch some dictator speeches and make sure I'm still normal.
Consistently making a mess of things, she's either "funny" or "weird". Botcho usually finds herself awake for too long despite her love of sleep. She's busy exploring the world with a taste for fashion, concerts, breaking rules, hair dying and pizza. She only calls herself a writer in an attempt for her blog to make sense. For all business inquiries, you can contact her mom.
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