A bit like marine snow...

I WISH I'd been there this year

by soyunperdedor ^Pro @ 2008-07-06 – 00:16:38

I love this.

#Elbow

by soyunperdedor ^Pro @ 2008-07-05 – 18:12:29

So I'm there:
Charging around with a juggernaut brow,
Overdraft, speeches, and deadlines to make,
Cramming commitments like cats in a sack,
Telephone burn, and a purposeful gait

When out of a doorway the tentacles stretch
Of a song that I know,
And the world
Moves in slow-mo,
Straight to my head
Like the first cigarette of the day

And it's you, and it's May,
And we're sleeping through the day,
And I'm five years ago,
And three thousand miles away

Do I have time? A man of my calibre,
Stood in the street like a sleepwalking teenager -
No.
And I dealt with this years ago,
I took a hammer to every memento

But image on image, like beads on a rosary,
Pulled through my head as the music takes hold,
And the sickener hits;
I can work till I break

But I love the bones of you,
That, I will never escape

And it's you, and it's May,
And we're sleeping through the day,
And I'm five years ago,
And three thousand miles away

And I can't move my arm,
Through the fear that you will wake,
And I'm five years ago,
And three thousand miles away.

Another favourite song, ever. It's so simple, but sometimes that says everything.

I fell asleep amid the flowers...

by soyunperdedor ^Pro @ 2008-06-11 – 23:21:53

I bought the Ministry of Sound Chilled 1991-2008 CD the other day. It's good. I don't know them all from the titles but recognise most of them. But I do know and love this one:

Not the censored one, by the way...so if Bondage Barbies offend you, look away now :>>