Category Archives: Music

Lone Bellow (and sleep-shopping is underrated)

Sometime last week I looked into my ‘Recently Purchased’ folder on iTunes, to find an album I had never heard of and didn’t remember buying (…another sleep-shopping incident?):  The Lone Bellow debut, self-titled album:

Lone Bellow

I’m sure one of you lovelies recommended this band to me, but I don’t remember who.  Whoever you are – thank you.  Over the past week, it has become my favorite album of the summer.  It’s just the right mix of folk revival, country and soul. Bliss. Lead vocalist sounds a tad like Glen Hansard at times, which is awesome.   If you read the lead singer and song writer’s story of how he came into music, it will make you appreciate it all that much more.

This song is my favorite: You Never Need Nobody

This one is good, too:  Bleeding Out

And the lyrics of this song remind me of my one and only:  Green Eyes and a Heart of Gold

Enjoy!

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I’ve been in love with love.

Here’s a song for more mid-week toe-tapping – which, let’s be honest, you’ve been doing a lot of as you count down the minutes before the 4th of July holiday.  Even though this song will be known as 2013’s Hipster Summer Anthem… I’m in love with it.  It has simple, happy lyrics and an infectious melody.  Also, I’m a sucker for one-shot music videos a la Feist’s 1, 2, 3, 4  and OK Go’s This Too Shall Pass.

Hope you enjoy.  And if you like it, I promise not to call you a hipster.  At least not to your face.

San Fransisco, by The Mowgils

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Singing La La La

This song put me in a great mood this morning (quite a feat, while stuck in traffic).  I dare you to watch this video and not tap your foot and sing along.  Happy Wednesday.

La la la, singing la la la.  I’m so happy I’m singing la la la… 

La La Blues, by Pokey LaFarge

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My father’s daughter

I love music (music lover, that’s a hat to wear proudly).  I like to think that I inherited my impeccable taste in music from both my mother and my father… though, throughout my twenties, my father and I forged a special bond around music.

Sometimes things get a little weird between fathers and daughters when daughters go to college–the once innocent little girl gets a drinking ticket her freshman year (officer, it wasn’t my fault…) or moves in with her boyfriend in a far away city.  When it got difficult to talk about the ways our relationship was changing, we latched onto our mutual appreciation of music.  Not just any music– but good music.  He and I generally have the same musical taste, and are both drawn to musicians that pair interesting composition with poignant, precise prose.  Example A: Please Come Home, by SHEL  (a video my dad shared with me, only a few hours ago).  Enjoy!

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