Another one on the Sticky fingers. aaaaaaaaaah… this is like drinking tea, in warm socks, laughing, living it down, loving it up…


Good Article: Some Sticky Fingers loving (:

Good Article: Some Sticky Fingers loving (:

“wrapped up inside is some of the most delightful, well-written and seriously likeable reggae-pop to come out of this city in a long time, and I should know, because I have been handed no less than three reggae CDs from Sydney-based groups in the last month.”

Just Go Home and Have a Listen to “These Girls” by Sticky Fingers.

I feel deeply in love with this reggae-pop band. My heart is yours. 

The Shins: a discovery

So i was mulling this over… how have i never noticed the words to all those ‘Shins’ songs? How have i not stopped and contemplated what in the world they were going on about? 

I still have no idea. But i love them… and these days listening to the songs on repeat is enough… My seasonal favourites are: New Slang (find in previous posts) and this one: Caring is Creepy… give it a read. What do you reckon it’s about? 

I think I’ll go home and mull this over
Before I cram it down my throat
At long last it’s crashed, its colossal mass
Has broken up into bits in my moat

Lift the mattress off the floor
Walk the cramps off
Go meander in the cold
Hail to your dark skin
Hiding the fact you’re dead again
Underneath the power lines seeking shade
Far above our heads are the icy heights 
That contain all reason

It’s a luscious mix of words and tricks
That let us bet when we know we should fold
On rocks I dreamt of where we’d stepped
And the whole mess of roads we’re now on

Hold your glass up, hold it in
Never betray the way you’ve always known it is
One day I’ll be wondering how
I got so old just wondering how
I never got cold wearing nothing in the snow

This is way beyond my remote concern
Of being condescending

All these squawking birds won’t quit
Building nothing, laying bricks

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