Well, something strange. I was watching Shallow Grave and the end credits run to Andy Williams and Happy Heart (before changing to Leftfield). It such an outrageously infectious song with a near perfect, singalong chorus. Oh, my God, I've gone MOR !
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ. Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit. Shall lure it back to cancal half a line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
Gin Wigmore's new album Blood the the Bone. I like it, not quite as much as Gravel And Wine (which was one of my favorite albums that year) but its got some great tracks. I feel it may be a grower...
Interesting choices Hells. Ugh, I'm nursing a hangover listening to Lenny Kravitz- (damn, he looks fuckable in this- if I were straight he'd be my type)
U R I E L What is done in the dark will always come to light