Somebody please remind me to put this video in my time capsule of favorite things. I want to be just like Oprah but my favorite things will be much more fun (or at least the things I share with the general public will be).
If I ever have children, which…eeeeeh, I’m going to have to move to England so I can have them say things with these adorable accents.
The Swedes are continuing their not-so-hostile takeover of the U.S. music scene with dreamy electro pop duo, Korallreven. Starting next week, the band will be playing their first shows in the U.S. in support of their beautifully ambient 2011 debut, An Album By Korallreven.
The good news: The band will be making a stop in Chicago on March 6th @ Lincoln Hall.
As I’m waiting impatiently to receive the “yay” or “nay” phone call from the company I am most excited about working for, I have realized just how stressful all of this really is. The idea of not having a full time job with benefits lined up has turned me into one seriously crazy bitch. The worst feeling: I can’t seem to stop myself.
Every time the phone rings or every time I see the little email wheel spinning to tell me I might be getting a new message, my stomach does flips until I see the phone call is a wrong number and the email is just the same press release I’ve gotten three times over each day for the past week. Needless to say, my usual smile and laugh has been replaced with some minor doom and gloom but some major growls.
Peggy Sue (formerly Peggy Sue and the Pirates) have an album dropping today, Acrobats(stream at Spinner), which suits my mood pretty well but also seems to match the vibes of some of the other artists I’ve been into lately, such as Radiation City and Dark Dark Dark. It is moody, yes, but not quite angry and not dark to the point of feeling as though all is lost.
I’ll enjoy this for now, but I’m really looking forward to when I can comfortably be happy singing “All I Want for Christmas is You” again.
Carter Tanton (Tulsa/Lower Dens’ newest addition) sounds a bit Billy Corgan-ish in his single, “Horrorscope“, taken from his upcoming solo album, Freeclouds. For shits and giggles, here’s a second download, “Murderous Joy” – which I really like a lot.
Listen to the multi-genre-spanning new album from Body Language in its entirety over at NPR. It’s a little Vampire Weekend*, mostly Little Dragon – but all awesome (*I am not a Vampire Weekend fan, but stylistically, there are some similarities).
Kimya Dawson’s latest album drops tomorrow and the following single, “Driving Driving Driving” is a painfully fantastic look at parenthood and how terrifying the already-scary world becomes when you need to worry about the future after you’re gone.
This weekend was the first time I made it back to the Empty Bottle for a concert in what feels like ages. The last time I was there, I had gotten a little too friendly with a bottle of whiskey before what seemed to be a disappointing performance from Thao and Mirah (both of whom I normally love). Thankfully, for Sunday’s show I was able to walk a straight line and enjoy all of Wild Flag’s performance.
Before the show we went to Bite for dinner and man has that place changed! They classed it up a bit and the menu has stepped it up a notch. I’m sad I didn’t see their falafel on the menu but I ate the shit out of some amazing vegan stir fry.
When we finished dinner we went next door to the venue and were early enough to get a prime short-person spot on the top of the stairs. The openers, Yellow Fever, were great. I had seen the singer at Bite earlier and she was rocking some serious mom jeans with a pouffy blouse. At one point I guessed she was probably in a band but I definitely wasn’t expecting her to sound the way she did.
Wild Flag was rad as hell and the energy they shared on stage was infectious. Carrie Brownstein and Mary Timony faced off in their guitar stances while Janet and Rebecca kept the rhythm going dancing to themselves. That was definitely one of the best concerts I’ve been to in a while and it got my psyched on venturing out during the winter months.