The Julian Day #5 on World Music Chart

The Julian Day #5 on Reverbnation’s World Music Chart!

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“The City” by The 1975

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I’m really digging this song. These guys are my faves next to Bastille. I highly recommend the deluxe version of their current album.

“The City”

Don’t call it a fight when you know it’s a war.
With nothing but your t-shirt on.
And go sit on the bed ’cause I know that you want to.
You got pretty eyes, but I know you’re wrong.

And don’t call it a spade if it isn’t a spade.
And go lie on the floor if you want.
The first bit of advice that you gave me that I liked was they’re too strong, too strong.
Get in the shower if it all goes wrong.

Yeah, If you wanna find love then you know where the city is [x4]

Yeah counting cards was the best job he ever had.
Cleaning up.
He got good with his 4′s and his 2′s.
Community service was the best job he ever had.
Cleaning up.
He got sick on the floor and his shoes.

Oh and she said “It’s your birthday,
Are you feeling alright?”
The next one’s the MD.
You’ll be feeling just fine.
Your brother is just sat there,
You said you felt snide.
You hope that that boy will be alright.

Yeah, If you wanna find love then you know where the city is [x4]

Yeah well she said “It’s your birthday,
Are you feeling alright?”
The next one’s the MD.
You’ll be feeling just fine.
Your brother is just sat there,
You said you felt snide.
You hope that that boy will be alright.

Yeah, If you wanna find love then you know where the city is [x4]

 

Ticket To Ride, Book 2, Chapter 26: Let’s get out of here and get some waves…

Alsea by Brad Quist, www.quistartstudio.com
Alsea by Brad Quist, http://www.quistartstudio.com

They’d fallen asleep and the sun was going down behind the mountains. Still lying on the blanket that had served as a makeshift bed, they both turned to one another at the same moment and smiled.

“Plane doesn’t leave until 11, what should we do now?” asked Livy, getting up on one elbow.

Morgan reached to her and pulled her back down and kissed her.

“You’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”

“Thanks.”

“This is a beautiful place and we should never forget it.” Morgan said.

“It is getting a bit cold.”

Morgan held her closer.

“It’s always colder in the mountains,” he said.

“I love the mountains.”

“I know and I love them because you do.”

“Why don’t we head toward the beach?”

“It won’t be dark for a while and I’d like to try and surf Rincon before we leave California.”

“Let’s do it.”

“You are the most beautiful woman in the world, you know that don’t you?”

“You’re so sweet. I hoped, but I never knew there could be a man like you. I love that song you wrote. Maybe someone’ll record it sometime. Maybe you could.”

“I’ll never learn to play the guitar and I don’t know anyone who’s willing to work on it.”

“It’s a shame with all you’ve written that it’s not seen more interest.”

“It’s not that I haven’t tried.”

“I know.”

“I’m just glad I have you. Let’s get out of here and get some waves.”

“A sus ordeñes señor,” Livy said smiling, “Sweetie? Good news…  I think I’m pregnant.”

Morgan held her again, even more tightly.

“Overjoyed” by Bastille: from the album Bad Blood

tumblr_inline_myqtjccu5b1r2vcpbI love these guys. This is the best album I’ve listened to, start to finish, in a really long time. And when you add the songs from All This Bad Blood you have enough songs to put these guys on the map permanently for at least the next decade; not unlike the sheer brilliance of the Give Up album by The Postal Service:

 

“Overjoyed” by Bastille

Oh I feel overjoyed
When you listen to my words
I see them sinking in
Oh I see them crawling underneath your skinWords are all we have
We’ll be talking
We’ll be talking
These words are all we have
We’ll be talkingAnd I hear you calling in the dead of night
And I hear you calling in the dead of night

You lean towards despair
Any given opportunity you’re there
But what is there to gain?
When you’re always falling off the fence that way.

Words are all we have
We’ll be talking
We’ll be talking
These words are all we have
We’ll be talking

And I hear you calling in the dead of night
Oh I hear you calling in the dead of night

Ooooooh

And I hear you calling in the dead of night
Oh I hear you calling in the dead of night
And I hear you calling in the dead of night
Oh I hear you calling in the dead of night

Ooooooh

Oh I feel overjoyed
When you listen to my words

She’s Immune – Her Best Sarah Mclachlan…

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smiling eyes pouring together

with a voice

that drips like sweet maple

 

her best sarah mclachlan knows

distress

but the first three lines

diminish the difference,

and when one is within their

gaze and song

sweet fawns and flowers

appear in dreams around her

 

dream-dipped tiki girl

lives outside of time,

the “old girl” she says she is

is forever ten,

precocious and immune.