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On Loop

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Last week’s iTunes free single was a little jam called “Bleeding Out” from The Lone Bellow. I immediately became a fan. And listened to that song a good 50 times before I just decided to buy the album.

Every song is loop-worthy, but I’ve found my current repeat: “You’ll Never Need Nobody.” Shockingly, this one does have an accordion (I just cannot get enough of those) and I find the rhythm of the song to just be the perfect winter companion. And those lyrics? Game over.

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I for one, cannot remember the last time I have devoted the whole day to listening to a movie soundtrack. Granted, every St. Patrick’s Day, I find myself rockingĀ Waking Ned Devine soundtrack, but that’s out of respect for the holiday.

The minute I saw this trailer for Brave, I knew, I would be counting down the days until its soundtrack released. The last song playing on this trailer just sends chills down my spine.

On the soundtrack, there are some lads from England: Mumford & Sons. Their song Learn Me Right, along with Birdy, is utterly fantastic and is sure to get you jazzed for their impending second album. You can listen to the full song over at their blog. Clearly I just cannot get enough of the celtic influence.

Quickie: Wow Look At You Now

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An ex flame from college sent me an email with the subject: “Wow Look At You Now.” Despite not really enjoying this person anymore, I was intrigued so I opened the email.

He put in the lyrics of Travis’ “Watch in the Window.” I’m 90% sure this wasn’t ever a “song” of ours, so I was still intrigued.

He followed up saying this song is so beautiful and he heard it this morning on the way to work and immediately thought of me.

Weird. This song is about happy couples and the mark they can leave on the world together (i.e. children). And he and I are not a happy couple. Nor making babes, anytime ever.

At any rate, the song is amazing and it’s on repeat today. But I’m a bit creeped out by the fact HE sent. So I picture running through a flower field to Mr. Fifth Floor who rode the elevator with me this morning.