Music for Your Midweek: Belle and Sebastian - "Fox in the Snow"

Are you enjoying it? This time?

Belle and Sebastian's If You're Feeling Sinister turned 20 this month, and not a single bit of it has faded. Here's one of my all-time favorite tracks from that album:

Saturday Verse: Jo'lene Dailey - "What I Want to do Most of the Time"

11-12-2016

WHAT I WANT TO DO MOST OF THE TIME 

It feels like I need
To go to my dad's house
And when I'm at my dad's house
I want to go to my mom's house
I want to be at both houses 

                             - Jo'lene Dailey

Music for your Midweek: Many Voices Speak - "Blue Moon"

11-12-2016

All this moon talk the past couple days. Just looking for something pretty up there cause things down here on earth are cracking. But I guess that's ok too. Let's just try to have a nice time:

And another favorite mooney cover for old times sake:

Music for Your Midweek: Three songs that are getting me through

10-29-2016

How are you feeling post-election? I think I've gone through every stage of grief, and ended up on ... hopeful.

For reals.

Here are some songs to help:

Saturday Verse: 'Untitled" - James Baldwin

11-02-16

UNTITLED 

Lord,
          when you send the rain
          think about it, please
          a little?
Do
          not get carried away
          by the sound of falling water,
          the marvelous light
          on the falling water.
I
          am beneath that water.
          It falls with great force
          and the light
Blinds
          me to the light.

                                                      - James Baldwin 

Music for your Midweek: Bethlehem Steel - "Mountain Song"

10-29-2016

New old favorite from SXSW:

Saturday Verse: "Mad Girl's Love Song" - Sylvia Plath

Happy Halloweekend

10-29-2016

MAD GIRL'S LOVE SONG 

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.) 

The starts go waltzing our in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. 

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.) 

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. 

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.) 

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.) 

                                                        - Sylvia Plath

Who needs to wander a spook alley when we are all walking haunted houses?