Showing posts with label warm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label warm. Show all posts

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Airy wings of rusty light love - "The Circle Married The Line"


"The Circle Married The Line" Feist

Holy eyes-closed smile this is my new warm soft sweater on the brisk music landscape of my life. I'm a simple Feist fan, not an enthusiast by any means, so I casually downloaded her new album, riskily "going for it," ending up so glad I did. "Metals" is thoughtful and deliberate, each song is a little gem. I love it - feels more folk than her hits, more personal than "Mushaboom" (listen to "The Bad in Each Other"). If "1,2,3,4" was a rainbow and "Intuition" is chest-warming liquor by candles then "The Circle Married The Line" is when you dream you're a flying bird and wake up happy. The sound is full; the album deserves a listen on your best headphones. At the very least, Leslie Feist's voice is simply beautiful.

When to play it: Lying happily in a sea of pillows; quitting your job and smiling and running down a sunny warm street to catch your true love before he gets on a train to leave forever!

Side note: Pretty sure you can sign up to hear the whole album streaming here. Funny enough, YouTube really isn't featuring any songs from the album yet, as it's a brand new release, but my chosen song had a great live performance video via KCRW.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Red wine honey blanket plead - "I've Been Loving You Too Long" Otis Redding


"I've Been Loving You Too Long" Otis Redding

This song feels like a warm red wine blanket all over your body. Your mind explodes at 0:24 seconds and again at 1:00 min. The song starts sweet and loving, then the minor tones creep in, and before you know it, it's an ominous painful pleading. An "I love you... don't leave me" switch; such a simple song, such a dynamic feeling. Otis Redding was making this music when he was my age and younger... genius!

How (what) you'll feel: A sponge squeeze on your heart.

When to play it: On a rainy Saturday night, home alone with a glass of wine, lying on the couch.