What song/s are you obsessed with at the moment

There was a small interview with Andrew Weatherall in Octobers Record Collector and his most wanted record was this classic



Vernon Green was a genius





 
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Just got crazy for this one
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Details in the Fabric -Jason Mraz



This song is helping me right now. So gorgeous. Just listen. :sweet: It reminds me a bit of Damien Rice.

I could deal w/o the answering machine part of the song, tho but it's apparently real (one that a friend left Jason after a breakup). My fave part is "You're like an island of reality in an ocean of diarrhea". :thumb:

Edit: the answering machine isn't on this clip-sorry-actual recording has it at the beginning & end
 
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I think most people have felt this way at some point in their life.
 
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I think most people have felt this way at some point in their life.

Thats lovely.
I have been thinking for a while I should give the Eels some time and effort but I never get around to it, I'll try now!
I did read his book which was very good...

Anyway it made me go and listen to this, I'm not sure why...

 
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sleeping late i hear the sad horns
of labor truck sigh, my neighbor walks by
high heels click dry like half a proud horse downbrook
i hear somebody's babbling i mistook
for a cavalry whispering victory
to the sparks in their kindling
but but all their green wood's wet and unmet
as of yet by the gases of flame
pressing again the pending physics
of my passed down last name
living in the tear between two spaces condemned
in one of the many places you're not i am
hiding from my friends in the bathroom at thrift town-
to write this tune down.
(just doesn't stop)
today after lunch i got sick and blew chunks all over my new shoes
in the lot behind whole foods
this is a new kind of blues and what about losing
limb or loved one in a duel dissatisfies you or seems just
as a kid i did not shit my pants much, why start now with this stuff
and man i do not bluff
second caller gets bit by a dog or jeff dahmer
kisses or stitches no mitt for these pitches
lone pone one master of the cheap pun,
if i'm not raw i'm just a bit underdone
but i'd be okay cool as a rail, if they'd just let us have health food in hell

good heavens background radiation and the black arts of waiting
not the same since i switched my hair part and started shaving
got hexed my hidden hair gone corners
oh i'll never be a joiner-life long local foreigner
i raw lung homegrown fake in co-ed naked choir
second tenor highest riser blessed clever compromiser
i'll be proudly mouthing watermelon every song
i put the phone to my ear but all's i hears a dial tone
will they map my skull and wrap my bones when my wig is gone hmmm
i'll go unknown by torpedo or crohns
only those evil live to see their own likeness in stone
(my brother said that)

i can decide while i'm alive i'll feel alive
and what's next i guess i'll know when i've gotten there
 
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Oh, anything by a little band called Crayon Fields. It's becoming a problem. :crazy:

New album 'All The Pleasures of the World' out now.
 
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