February 20, 2009
My coworker and I had a singalong of this song today, and ever since it’s been stuck in my head.
I love Patti Smith in general, and I’ve loved this song specifically for about as long as I can remember. Such a perfect thing to have in the back of my head as I go through my day.
February 4, 2009
Even though I’ve been listening to Miles Davis all day, and am about to go see Rigoletto at the Met (yay! First time going to the opera in two years!) this ends up being today’s earworm. It’s been stuck in my head since yesterday. I was convinced it was an Animal Collective song, since I’ve been listening to Merriweather Pavilion on repeat, and was going mad looking for it.
Hurray for Architecture in Helsinki, though. One of my very favourite band names.
Without further ado:
To be perfectly honest, I’m only quite so madly in love with the first few chords of the song, but those resonate enough with me to make it all work.
January 30, 2009
I can’t find my headphones, so I think my coworkers might kill me. I’m trying to alternate it with other stuff enough that I can pull off playing this a ton without incurring any wrath. But I love this song today.
I’m not sure why it is I love it so much. I certainly have never been in the situation described in the song, so I’m not undergoing some deep mystical identification with that, but I’m digging the emotion. And her voice. I’m usually not enthralled by the cutesy-voiced girls genre [whenever I listen to Joanna Newsom I have to suppress the urge to hunt her down and smack her soundly for being so odious] but hers is acceptable.
Also on rotation (and to force you to listen to Lykke Li 🙂 ):
January 29, 2009
I love George Michael. Unabashedly. I also miss the days when supermodels were actually gorgeous, instead of looking vaguely diseased. How better to start a morning when I get to lounge blissfully around than by revisiting these old classics?
(And how amazing is the motorcycle corset in the one below? Thierry Mugler is an insane, insane genius.)
Actually, I’m not sure if these videos are more of a testament to my love for George Michael or my love for Linda Evangelista’s general status as a goddess. So why don’t I give you some George all on his own. Shall I?
Ahh…. perfect, leisurely way to wake up. Perfect sunny morning, time enough for breakfast, and George Michael. Bliss.
(Now if I only lived on my own… but that’s something to be worked on for a later day.)
December 9, 2008
Apparently this is the blog where I post good songs that help me through the day. Today I’ve mainly been listening to Nina Simone et al., but I decided to make a little detour into Sonic Youth:
I feel like later it’s going to be a Fleetwood Mac kind of day… it’s dark now, and I’m overtired and dreamy, the way I like to be when I listen to them. Some days, they’re the remedy for most ills.
December 3, 2008
Joel Sternfeld‘s photography:
Joel Sternfeld. Exhausted Renegade Elephant, Woodland, Washington, June 1979
(from American Prospects)
I was experiencing a major dose of nostalgia, for lack of a better word, for small-town America. Jeff Sternfeld’s photos come the closest to conveying the unusual beauty that expat American children mythologise to such a great extent. More on this some other time.
Sophie Blackall‘s illustration:
I desperately need to score an invitation to this tea party. Not sure if this is a very dangerous situation in the making, or if peace of some sort is to be had, but the combination of dubious snail and bizarro blue creature in checked pants and bowler hat is my kind of event. Maybe he’s menacingly sprinkling salt in his direction. The possibilities….
(The rest of her illustrations rock as well. This one just particularly struck me.)
Bookcase stairs = COVET.
(View is from the top of the stairs down. Click on the link for other angles.)
The fact that they function as the “secret staircase” to a loft in a Victorian apartment in London? Explosion of want-lust. You can see more pictures if you click on the link.
Really cool concept, though the worrywart in me sees a little too much possibility for things crashing down in all directions, with books flying everywhere. Probably not meant for someone as clumsy as me. Sigh.
These make the craft/typography geek in me so so so very happy. A perfect marriage!
I was looking for a piggy bank of some sort, and found this. Love visual puns!
And finally, a wonderful poster:
I am obsessed with the cuteness of this poster to the point of having spent the afternoon daydreaming about the kitchen I would have to have to be able to put this in it. Yes. I am going to move apartments just so that I can put up a poster in the kitchen. But… it’s a poster about tea! Tea has wonderful, godly properties! What’s not to like?
Ok, that’s it for the day. Must actually accomplish something.