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I know it feels like a lingering summer out there, but I'm anticipating the upcoming chill and crunchy leaves that so often brings vaguely gothy new wavey stuff like this to mind. Is it overwrought? Will I ever outgrow it? Listening to these tracks back-to-back, gotta say no and no. I don't even care if the second one is double its appropriate length, that chorus is just tasty.
Oh snap, it's Bill Nelson again! Songblague has been showing him a lot of love this year, and it's because he keeps filling my head with notes that sparkle. It's actually a little alarming how much I'm not getting sick of him. Or maybe I'm just tired, and fatigue makes you reach for unambiguous pleasures.
At any rate, here's one for your dreamy Autumn pleasure. Enjoy it slowly, because the 'blague will be silent while I go for a little vacation/recharge. See you in about a week and a half. Many good things coming soon...
Apt song title. Indeed, I am the October man. It houses my birthday, and every time it comes around, its air gets deep inside. Here's a song that fully belongs to the season. Sparkling and crisp. And while we're on it, let me re-iterate my ongoing admiration for Bill Nelson, who is shaping up to be my MVP of 2010. Past posts certainly get at some of his appeal, but I keep finding reasons to live inside his albums from 1979 to 1983. Do check 'em out. Meanwhile, let this majestic track accompany the nice slide of arms into long sleeves.
This is a last minute fill-in. I'm in the mood for something incongruous to the day—an autumnal, instrumental, vintage 4AD brood job. Go listen to this and fill up your journals with poetic musings, betches.
I know it feels like a lingering summer out there, but I'm anticipating the upcoming chill and crunchy leaves that so often brings vaguely gothy new wavey stuff like this to mind. Is it overwrought? Will I ever outgrow it? Listening to these tracks back-to-back, gotta say no and no. I don't even care if the second one is double its appropriate length, that chorus is just tasty.
Oh snap, it's Bill Nelson again! Songblague has been showing him a lot of love this year, and it's because he keeps filling my head with notes that sparkle. It's actually a little alarming how much I'm not getting sick of him. Or maybe I'm just tired, and fatigue makes you reach for unambiguous pleasures.
Apt song title. Indeed, I am the October man. It houses my birthday, and every time it comes around, its air gets deep inside. Here's a song that fully belongs to the season. Sparkling and crisp. And while we're on it, let me re-iterate my ongoing admiration for Bill Nelson, who is shaping up to be my MVP of 2010. Past posts certainly get at some of his appeal, but I keep finding reasons to live inside his albums from 1979 to 1983. Do check 'em out. Meanwhile, let this majestic track accompany the nice slide of arms into long sleeves.
This is a last minute fill-in. I'm in the mood for something incongruous to the day—an autumnal, instrumental, vintage 4AD brood job. Go listen to this and fill up your journals with poetic musings, betches.
