This song got stuck in my head over the weekend, and while the chorus is fun, it was driving me crazy on Monday. So I turned to their first album, Employment. I can't believe how long I've listened to their music. Just after college maybe? I've been missing out. There's something about English rock that just makes me feel girly and young and flirty and fun and I don't know, maybe even a little like a different version of myself. Arctic Monkeys, Bloc Party, the Maccabees, Kaiser Chiefs, so many that just make me so happy. 

Labels: English bands, music appreciation, songs stuck in my head

Labels: Camera Obscura, happy valentine's day, songs stuck in my head

My head was a cloud all day.  My ears were a little poppy too.  I think it's just the shifting weather fronts, but I drank as much vitamin c as I could get my hands on to play it safe.

When my head started to feel better I heard this song in my head.  I've been singing along to it a lot lately.  It get stuck in my head and so I play it when I go to bed and when I wake up.  The intro is just magical.  A little mythical.

The definition of harrowing is "acutely distressing; to cause distress to." I have never connected that word with distress though (I clearly did not face it on the SATs). Maybe because it sounds like hero.  I always imagined it as a word similar to bravery.  Apparently not.

I've been listening to a lot of Elephant Shell listening to this song.  I don't remember the exact parameters around my decision that Tokyo Police Club should be my boyfriend, and I can't really say why, but I stick by it.  Their music makes me feel happy, upbeat, open to love, open to dancing.  Champ came out and I was hesitant, but it won me over. If I could I would hug and squeeze each one of them and thank them for creating such great music.

Labels: migraines, songs stuck in my head, Tokyo Police Club

First let me say that Ewan McGregor brought this song to life in Moulin Rouge. It really is better than Elton's.  The romantic feels are all there.

Normally I am book > movie all the way but now that I am finally reading The Magicians by Lev Grossman I am TV show > book.  The book is so blahhhh in comparison.  I will expand on this tomorrow. My trivia margarita is kicking my butt and I am ready to get cozy in my bed!

Labels: I hope you don't mind, margaritas, songs stuck in my head, The Magicians, yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

Maybe it's because this song has been stuck in my head lately. Tonight when I had to ride the bus home from class this song came on and I actually started bobbing. It was still light out and some scruffy guy sat next to me on the bus but I was lost in transitions and bobs and silently singing along. I'm becoming that girl, but it's like I'm stuck in some short film and I just don't care.

Anyway, the bus was turning onto Broad and I had a revelation of my own emotions. But let's start with a precursor:

Ever notice that it's not until you are avoiding someone that you start to think you see them everywhere? It's like suddenly everyone has the same height, body build, and facial features as the one person your heart sinks at the thought of seeing. There's someone like that in my town. I've been avoiding him with all hopes for a few months now and on the bus today I realized I really want to see him.

Okay, time for the emotional revelation: I really want to see him across some loud street corner among huge crowds of people. I want it to be really loud and I don't want to say anything to him or have to speak to him. I want to be having a cute hair day and be wearing a cute cardigan across a busy street and just shrug at him. Well, then get on a bus or into a car or disappear into thin air. This whole time I've been so unsure of how I'd act around him or if it'd be uncomfortable, like a Stars song, but I just want him to see me for who I am and walk away. Too good for fucking you.

Labels: cardigans, I'm the one who got away, It's because you're an asshole, songs stuck in my head