Oh, the feelings that music can evoke.
I’ve been listening to Bon Iver’s latest album (self titled) on repeat all day. It’s masterful. It’s visceral, it’s tragic, it’s beautiful, it’s a work of love and passion and poetry. It’s what I long for in the people I love, and will love. The phrases seem to encompass entire cycles of life, and in particular, those periods when a haze of confusion and pain and apathy form a cloud over the brilliant souls that we are.
Here’s a taste.
Crystal Mosque, Terengganu, Malaysia.
nathaniel rateliff daytrotter session - when you’re here
still // volcano choir
| if you don’t already listen to this she & him-like duo that is but oh so much better, than please do.
(via itisourchoices)
Faded Paper Figures: B Film
If the beeps and clicks of Owl City warm your heart, but you’re trying to cut back on the aneurisms that Adam Young’s sappy-sweet, digitized-all-to-hell vocals can often induce, Faded Paper Figures is for you. I’m particularly fond of the guitar sample used in this song.
“The short film BP doesn’t want you to see”
