Vampire Weekend

I traded on Swaptree for this:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And I’m cheering, “YES! YES! YES!”  What is this? Reggae? African-Indie-Rock? It’s like Paul Simon’s African Album married a Wes Anderson movie. Whatever it is, lock me in my room with it and throw out the key.  Like it.  Like it.  Like it.

 

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Thanksgiving Bliss Mix

My friend ChrisTiana asked me to make her a folk c.d. for Thanksgiving. Folk, you know, is a pretty broad genre, but I stuck with modern folk and though not intentionally, I ended up using all male singer-song writers. I’m pretty happy with what I have so far. It’s limited by what I have on my shelves right now and by what I know she already has. I’m going to add a few from the Dark Was The Night album. But if you haven’t listened to any of these songs, I HIGHLY recommend them.

Christiana’s Thanksgiving Bliss Mix
1. All My Days: Alexi Murdoch
2. Sarah: Ray LaMontagne
3. Come Pick Me Up: Ryan Adams
4. American Hearts: A.A. Bondy
5. Something True: Band Of Annuals
6. Dead Mans Will: Calexico / Iron And Wine
7. Oh My Sweet Carolina: Ryan Adams
8. Part III: Band Of Annuals
9. Skinny Love: Bon Iver
10. World Without End: A.A. Bondy
11. In My Time Of Need: Ryan Adams
12. Mercy: Band Of Annuals
13. Re: Stacks: Bon Iver
14. Orange Sky: Alexi Murdoch
15. Flightless Bird, American Mouth: Iron & Wine

Ok, Songs Added were:
M.Ward: Here Comes the Sun
Bowerbirds: The Ticonderoga
Bowerbirds: Northern Lights

Didn’t end up adding anything from Dark Was The Night. No room. I take the task of making mix albums really serious. It comes from back in the day when my parents would ground me a lot. I’d use that time to make mix tapes for my pals at school. I also did a lot of interviews with myself. I was a really good reporter.

I hope you all haven’t forgotten about Grooveshark and how you can listen for free over there. listen.grooveshark.com 😉

Venn Diagram

This, I love.

venn diagram

Which reminded me of Lisa Hannigan, that little Irish bird.

Venn Diagram:

I have lost you to sleep again. sleeping as we do on opposite sides of a venn diagram I read the time in shadows on the wall – the shards of light through the slats on your window

ah ha ha ha!

I ease myself from under your languid arm, fumble on my boots and hear you breathe through your alarm I disarm it for you, you rarely heed it anyway I wouldn’t want it to intrude upon your dream, school bell ring messing up the play

ah ha ha ha!

A note, penned clumsily in this century’s type-ruined hand saying gone down the shops for a walk I’ll bring back some sandwiches and then I kiss your face, the black and the blue tie it into my laces, I don’t want the wander blocking up the view

ah ha ha ha!

I stumble out into the afternoon. still salty from drink and the late night pool I’ll be gone an hour at most, you will be more diagonal I’ve a head on me in the post, I know, a castle swallowed in the swell.