William Elliott Whitmore — Lift My Jug.

I drink alone: but only a beer or two, or a small glass of whisky — I like how it taste. I’ve never gotten pissed drunk in the lonesome and I hope I never will. I’ve seen where that ends and it’s not pleasant. An evening of beer and alcohol requires people, good people even as I’m not the kind of person who can go in to a pub and just sit there. Friends and food and fun, without those lots of alcohol is rather pointless to me.

Warren Zevon — My Shit’s Fucked Up.

So “Mixed Nuts.” I don’t want to be a person who says I’m crazy, because have you noticed something? Most who claim that are just crazily boring. On the other hand though, I’ve got crippling problems such as depression and a wild range of phobias as well as a few ticks — all of them built up one by one in my childhood. Even so, I’m not nuts, just a bit cracked in the shell and that’s fine by me.

Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros — Johnny Appleseed (Live at Action Town Hall)

Snapshot: A friend lay on a the floor during breakfast this Saturday, with a beer in one hand and a pillow in the other — hugging them both to his chest while watching My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic. Never seen anyone happier.

Hardcore Troubadours — Someday.

Opening Credits start. Fade in. There are fields, trees, close by you can see a village. It’s smaller than it seems when judged at a distance due to the church. A road goes through all this but no cars ever stop. Cell phones die, the wind tries remove as much as possible from the ground and village but something pulls everything back again. The air at the edges almost shivers as man stretches out his hand as there’s this gooey forcefield stopping him from reaching the road.

(This is the first of #themesongs. I love Roger Svensson’s singing voice, this goes for his sister’s too. They got insane pipes.)

Something in my brain tells me that I need to listen to Scout Niblett tonight before I fall sleep. This song is called Let Thine Heart Be Warned. Now you can too.

Eivør - Trøllabundin (by BETA)

An over-abundance of pretty, can not be more precise than that. (Someone, teach me Faroese… Not that I’d have the guts to try and talk to her anyway but.)

Eivør Pálsdóttir — Krákan

While I don’t understand Faroese, there are jsut as in Icelandic a few words that are similar enough to Swedish. Krákan is one of those words of course — obviously it means the crow. And not understanding is fine, I mean, just listen. Eivør’s music is fucking beautiful through and through.

Veronica Maggio — Välkommen In.

This could be the best lines of lyrics this year:

Och grannarna har klagat sedan kvart över tio
Nu är alla i mitt kök och jag är alldeles paj
Spelar pappas skiva ifrån 69 
De sjunger “cosa vuol dir sona una donna ormai 
O mare nero, o mare nero, o mare ne” 
Sänker volymen, låter alla sjunga med 
Kan inte tänka, jag står bara här och ler

So it’s not deep or pretentious in any way, but just listen to how the words flow naturally. Life slices in songs not heard since Traste Lindéns Kvintett.

Trio Lligo — Stina Ekblad.

The Ericson brothers — Aron and Staffan for those who are nosy — introduced me to Trio Lligo a few years ago. They’re one of those bands you like a lot but sometimes forget. And when you listen to them next time you wonder why you forgot them but that’s how human brain is I guess: very flawed.

Thurston Moore - Circulation

Eliza Rickman - Black Rose (by cassandranc123)

Corpus Callosum posted this on their facebook.  I like it a lot.

Ted Leo & The Pharmacists - “Bottled In Cork” (OFFICIAL VIDEO) (by matadorrecs)

Down to a 1000 followers! Yeah! There are things that make me nervous, and some of them contradict one another. Silent readers — dead silent — who’re only noticeable when they start to read you are one of them.

I don’t do the follow for follow bullshit, but I wonder why people start to follow and then never likes anything, never a reply, a reblog, anything. I’m perplexed and weary about that. Even more than the “what have I done now?!” that occurs at times. 

Anyway! Let’s celebrate the lower number and more alive people ratio with Ted Leo. I love this song by the way.