"It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight."

Song of the day from (a super amazing) album of the week.
And if it doesn't click at first, give it a bit before you write it off.

Solid/accurate review on Pitchfork too:
http://pitchfork.com/reviews/albums/15281-badlands/

http://www.dirtybeaches.blogspot.com/

I hope to always, perpetually, be in beta-mode.

Back from 10 extraordinary days in Austin for SXSW.
Tired as all heck, but so worth it.
Just getting caught up with work at the moment, so as soon as I can, 
I'll be posting a synopsis as well as more content from my Texas adventures.
In the meantime, if you want to see what I got up to while there, you can look at my Twitter feed/archive:
http://twitter.com/#!/djbunnyears

 

Also, Dave Allen (Gang Of Four) has posted some great stories about his time there:
http://www.pampelmoose.com/

Think me and you could use a lost weekend (a beard don't make you a man/a pen don't mean you can write).

Been listening to some beautiful, pithy, at-times funny, music from this cat from Scotland.
Just getting into his album now and digging what I'm hearing so far.
Especially this track:

http://witheredhand.com/

Don't call me home.

Back to Chicago after a nice, much needed stint in the Bahamas where we celebrated our one year anniversary.
It was an absolute blast.
I also finally got my turntable unpacked and picked up a pair of used PSB speakers today.
Testing them out now, I came across this lovely song from Nico.
It's beautiful melancholy feels perfect on this cold March day.
Here's to hoping that spring is not too far around the corner.

Exiled in us we arouse the soft, unclenched, armless, silk and rough love that breaks all rocks.

Listening to a new Radiohead album is always a very special experience for me.
It marks a moment in time that will then grow throughout my days.
With repeated listens, it's like the sudden smell of something loved that has been lost and now remembered again.
An immediate, sentimental journey - sunlight through a window, the sound of a friend's voice, a word, a meal, a wish.
And this new album is now here upon us. 
So I'm just letting it wash over and coat me in new and soon-to-be old memories.

You can buy it here:
http://www.thekingoflimbs.com/