02/21 - Boss Up And Change Your Life

OK, sulking time is over. Time to shape up and do something productive. Here we goooo!

 

 

Idris Muhammad - Could Heaven Ever Be Like This

Speaking of being productive, at work the other day we listened to this, and I tell you, with Idris Muhammad in the bluetooth speakers even making minute retouches to dark brown windowframes becomes a labour of love. Although by the time you get to that fuzz guitar solo at 7:17 the brush might need to be put aside. Careful antique conservation doesn't always go well with getting over-excited. I believe we learnt that from 'monkey jesus'.

 

 

Lizzo - Good As Hell

After almost a year I've finally added some pandemic-specific social habits. A zoom drawing club and a concert stream chat group. In the latter we simultaneously press play on a chosen YouTube concert every Sunday eve. A couple of weeks ago we watched Lizzo's Glastonbury gig, and if you need some pep and good feeling, that's the prescription. Just do your hair toss, check your nails, and... off you go!

 

 

U.S. Girls - 4 American Dollars

On my to-do list now that I've decided to be proactive: abolish capitalism. Preferably with this joyously sarcastic tune on the stereo.

I don't believe in pennies and nickels 

And dimes and dollars and pesos and pounds 

And rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero

 

 

Helado Negra ft. Xenia Rubinos - I Fell In Love

Well, I didn't. As usual. But you know, it's a nice sentiment. Presented in a really lush, sweet and compassionate way. Would have been my Valentine's tune if I'd chosen to recognise that day.

 

 

William Doyle - Blue Remembered

Posting this list on the heels of one of the most astounding long winter weekends I can remember, with each day outdoing the last in terms of sunrises, sea vistas and crispy, blistering icescapes; the colour I see when I close my eyes is definitely an icy blue remembered. This kind of beauty can be difficult to handle. You feel compelled to stay outside until frost starts biting your cheeks and you're getting a headache from all the intense white light, and exactly like this piece of music, the crescendoing, layered intensity of experience needs to be cut off, just so. 

But the easement came
In the form of the terrain
Colour spread again
Blue remembered
Freedom downhill came
With the fall of the terrain
Colour spread again
Blue remembered,
Green and red regained