_I'm sorry for the years I was a shipwreck

I can't remember dates and times
and I'm sorry for the years I was a shipwreck


A new discovery for me, indie pop with a twist of dance; Everything Everything. Sounds spectacular.

A way to start the day

I imagine what my body would sound like
Slamming against those rocks


Björk won the 2010 Polar Prize award alongside Ennio Morricone. Yeay. And Robyn made a lovely cover of Hyperballad for the award ceremony, check it out here.

And now this is ending

You created me
And the things I see
And now I surrender
To the space between

You know Thom Yorke? That fantastic fellow fronting the band called Radiohead? This isn't him. This is his brother.

The crumbs are gone and the way, the way is lost

Hear the sigh of the trees
Those who enter here never leave

A Fine Frenzy is top notch female songwriter and vocalist. Still only two albums available but I am biting my nails waiting for more.

Is there some idea to replace my life

Morning comes in Paradise
Morning comes in light

Sufjan Stevens is another regular on my playslists who hasn't made it onto the blog. "For the widows in Paradise, for the fatherless in Ypsilanti" is a phenomenal song that I first heard on a mixtape a friend made so I didn't know the names of any song. And as you can guess, it's not an easy name to divine.. I find it staggeringly beautiful so it was a treat to rediscover it on Spotify. Enjoy.

They made it past the enemy lines

They started out beneath the knowledge tree.
Then they chopped it down to make white picket fences,
And, marching along the railroad tracks,
They smile real wide for the camera lenses.
They made it past the enemy lines
Just to become enslaved in the assembly lines.

They scour the earth for the things they saw in your tiny little hands

They raise you up like a God onto your tiny little stand
Until their faith, once like a rock, is ground up turning into sand
They scour the earth for the things they saw in your tiny little hands
You see, they're old enough to dream but just too young to understand
Gabriella, was this all part of your plan?

With the wild wolves around you

With the wild wolves around you

but I was hiding

and all across the mountain
they went searching for my ghost
but I was hiding