"You're Losing Your Wings"

"...feather by feather."

What.a.voice.

"What A Cryin' Shame"

"...what we became."

Odd visual accompaniment to a little ditty by Deer Tick. Because you can't not give a chance to a guy with a gee-tar who goes by Deer Tick.

"Then We Sat On Our Own Star"

"... and dreamed of the way that we were and the way that we wanted to be."

Often a difficult distinction, I daresay.

This video fails to capture the best bits of this song in all their glorious glory... oh me oh my, the dissonance, the horns, the strings, the chorus, the deliberate frenzied plucking at about the 2 minute mark... but *as is usual* it'll have to do. In my desperately unsuccessful search for a more detailed version (really, you must hear the plucking), I did find covers by both Jeff Buckley and Starsailor.

I still declare that when I finally win the lottery I will commission a ballet to Astral Weeks in its entirety. Oh yes. I will. I am so certain the songs on that album were just made for ballet choreography. It would (I mean, it WILL) be gorgeous.

"It's That Little Souvenir"

"...of a colorful year... which makes me smile inside."

I could have taken one of two directions with these lyrics, and I went with the positive. Well looky there. This hasn't come up on my iPod, because it hasn't yet made it on there, but it's been turning pretty nonstop on my cerebral turntable for days now. Days. I like to attach too much meaning to such things, so I wonder what story it is, exactly, that I plan on ending. I'll keep you posted.

"The Street Heats the Urgency of Now"

Is it just me, or does this song never get old?

I (wish i) Played

The Dior commercial that introduced me to this song ("Moi Je Joue") makes me dry heave. And yet there's a crooked smile I can't quite suppress when I hear those first few beats. My body goes into a freaky auto-pilot foux da fa fa mode where I want nothing more than to prance around and do a white girl jig. And so the song stays and the commercial goes. And all is somewhat right with the world.

"Not Made For These Times"

On a less gloomy note, I'm all sorts of revved up to hear the new Veils album, coming out April 7th. Here's one of the new songs, which feels more reminiscent of songs from the former albums than some of the other new tunes I've heard. But we shall see... I'll resist voicing any opinions 'til I get the full effect from the complete album.

"And While the Seagulls Are Crying"

"... we fall but our souls are flying."

It's only fitting that in this time of working so damn much I feel totally disconnected from the world this morose little ditty would be worming its way through me noggin. Not to worry, though, I'm not planning anything drastic involving cliffs or the like. I am, however, beginning to feel much like a veteran driven to numb the pain with a little vino. And I mean that quite literally, as every bodily issue related to my ergonomically incorrect office is flaring something terrible. And on that note, a pretty song... and a live version, if you like (and I think you will).

"You Know I Think About You"

"...let me know you think about me too."

Ever since Neko performed at the Hideout Bloc Party last summer I've been waiting for her album to come out to track down this Harry Nilsson cover. I do believe this is the point in the concert when I looked over to find even B's eyes a little tearful. Though we all politely blamed the beer.

Prowl

Normally I wouldn't look at this image any longer than need be, let alone post a picture of it. Even when it's just a wee rodent facing imminent death I have to turn my head. But there's something about this owl's prow(l)ess that's trumping my ridiculously softspot today. Just look at those talons prepped to scoop and the focus steering him straight to the target. It might not be this rodent's day, but it's probably safe to say it's his last.

thx allcreatures

To Make Up For Lost Time

Here's another song just introduced to me by D (spasiba!). It's by Jason Lytle (formerly of Grandaddy), and it's real nice. His new album, Yours Truly, The Commuter, comes out May 19th. Sold, to the girl who can't stop playing this song.

"You Hit Me With A Flower"

Still wading through a swamp of work over here, but here's a tune I was happy to hear this morning. It had been awhile and it sure was lovely making its acquaintance again.