The Deer Tracks

If Múm to Sigur Rós, Asobi Seksu to West Indian Girl is your thing, then go forth and click the below.

For all the quiet woozy experiments hailing from all landscapes cold & dreamy (possibly dreary), this one is here to stay I hope.

I officially declare it as one of the gems of 2009.

Presenting to you the very arresting Deer Tracks, from Sweden.

Enjoy.

Convo Of The Day

Conversation with a gay friend on whether another colleague is gay.

Monsieur - The Gay Friend
Carnage - Me

c a r n a g e says:
but well he is using a Paris Hilton perfume called Love Me (so apparently i heard wrongly, its actually called " Just Me ")

monsieur* says:
Ew!

monsieur* says:
Is he gay?

c a r n a g e says:
he really doesn't gimme the gay vibes.

monsieur* says:
How do you know? Wow even I'm not that gay. I draw my limit

c a r n a g e says:
YOU!

c a r n a g e says:
my radar was alerted the 1st day i saw u.

monsieur* says:
hahaha cuz I am just too fabulous

monsieur* says:
And I sweat rainbow glitter

Beirut - Nantes

Love the raw-ness.
Love the colours.
Love how the sunlight spills in. (or is it man-made)
Love how everything builds up to intensity, in such simplicity.

Brilliant.

And i hope you'd enjoy it too, whoever you may be, that stumbles upon this.




Read more about French filmmakers La Blogotheque, the masterminds behind this video.

 

And I Can't Stop Laughing

The suckers loose themselves
In the games they learn to play
Children love to sing but
Then their voices slowly fade away
People always take a step away
From what is true
That's why I like you around
I want you
Oh you do you do...
You make me want you
An open invitation to the dance
Happenstance set the vibe that we are in
No apology because my urge is genuine
And the mystery of your rhythm is so feminine
Here I am and I want to take a hit
Of your scent cause it bit so deep into my soul
I want you
Yeah, you do you do...
You make me want you
Oh you do you do...
Send me all your vampires
I want you
And I can't get enough, oh I can't get enough
And I can't get enough
The village church yard is filled with
Bones weeping in the grave
The silver lining of clouds
Shines on people Jesus couldn't save
You want to know how deeply my soul goes
Deeper than bones
Deeper than bones
And I can't get enough
Oh, I can't get enough
Oh, I can't get enough
Oh, I can't get enough
After we did it by the window sill
Smoke rings drift into the midnight sky
Presently in the quilt that your mother made
A candle burns to fight off the gloom
I said to live in this way is not for the meek
And like a jazz DJ you talk me into sleep
I said there'll be no regrets when the worms come
And they will surely come
You do you do...
Make me want you
Send me all your vampires
Yeah you do...
Make me want you

Third Eye Blind - I Want You

She'll be okay. Yes she will.

Map of The Problematique

Fear and panic in the air
I want to be free
From desolation and despair
And I feel like everything I saw
Is being swept away
When I refuse to let you go

I can't get it right
Get it right
Since I met you

Loneliness be over
When will this loneliness be over

Life will flash before my eyes
So scattered and lost
I want to touch the other side
And no one thinks they are to blame
Why can't we see
That when we bleed we bleed the same

I can't get it right
Get it right
Since I met you

Loneliness be over
When will this loneliness be over
Loneliness be over
When will this loneliness be over


Since there is no antidote
No potion
No cure
For such kind of happiness
Trapped in such kind of despair
Just makes me want to scream life's unfair
Too fuckin unfair
For once
When all my shackles came undone
I'm now unhinged, and unhappy
By far my friend
By far
The best days of my life
And the worst.

What next?

Mary J. Blige swaggers in and tells me " Ohh..no more drama"