The latest Sigur Ros album has really grown on me, especially this track and the first one. I guess they have another album coming out in a few months. But this one is fine by me.
We took off the side of the triplets’ beds, and they were falling out. I actually improvised one solution similar to this, with rolled up blankets tucked into the sheets and the top of the railings. However, with summer coming on, and pool supplies populating the shelves of the store, I might have to do this. Lots of good visual tips in this list!
Another streaming album I discovered yesterday by John Grant, and haven’t listened to more than once. However, what I heard makes me want to listen to it more. It’s got complexities and textures to the songs…I found myself being won over by songs I didn’t think I liked at first by the end of the last notes.
I thought I shouldn’t be afraid to talk about it, as there are lots of people in my situation, who feel like outcasts in society, people who had addiction problems, who feel ashamed and unlovable because of it,” Grant said in a recent press release. “I want these people to know they have someone on a stage who is dealing with this too.
Let me know what you think about this, and I’ll try to add my own thoughts after I’ve had a chance to give it a listen.
I’ve included her on some of the Memorial Day albums in the past, but Patty Griffin has a new album out today. I found a link to a streaming version of it, and wanted to share it with you all. Her songs grow on me — she’s the best type of songwriter in that her songs aren’t a “one-listen and discard” type. It takes some long, attentive listens and road trips across Kansas to really become embedded in my life experience, giving a voice to bunch of emotions I didn’t even know I had until her songs came along.
I’ve been haunting Kick Start for the last couple of months and I caught wind of this today. I’ve never been much for roll play games but I might give this one a try. Though I can’t think of who I would play it with save for you clowns.
Another interesting article from the New Yorker. It’s really amazing how good one can get, almost to the point of it being magical, when you solely focus on one skill for your entire life.
As I’ve been sharing things on the blog, I’ve wondered why I’ve kept things unserious after all the pressures, concerns, and nightmares of the past week. Perhaps I need a place for respite from the typical news flow across the internet. I felt I’ve needed evocation, rather than provocation.
Here’s a series of photos that evokes something inextricably Kansas out of me, and thought I’d share.
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