back to posting sad songs: here are two of three justin vernon songs that i like from his first LP and EP (self record: 0; hazeltons: 3). seriously, self record is SO BAD. and i love the guy. it gives me hope that not everyone who starts out terrible stays that way. i can't find an mp3 of 'frail sail,' which is the other good one.
thanks to janet for sending me both of these (PHYSICALLY, IN THE MAIL, WTF) months ago.
this is what i shoot for. you've got an affable british presenter named 'jools' thanking some fellows from glasgow, chatting about sensible dress, you know. typical variety show patter.
and then...
well, stick that in your craw, jools. justin vernon busts out the definitive version of this song. i love, and i mean like :D love, performances that demand your attention like this one does, even though/especially because it's in such a weird context. nobody's remembering the banter after that one.
other than that, the other song i've been obsessed with recently is pretty much the exact opposite of the one above. listen, or do as i do and listen on repeat 15 times in a row.