Hey, look.

That’s What’s Up

       -Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros

This week, I went to see Bon Iver with the broski at Wembley Arena. The Staves supported, a beautiful British girl band whose harmonies literally made me swoon. So insanely beautiful. So when they joined the ever-lovely Bon Iver on stage for Stacks, I was almost crippled over in swoon-y, ‘holy crap this is so good I want to cry’-y state. 

So pleased I’m able to say I experienced this man live, Justin Vernon really is genius.

‘If at some point we all succumb, for goodness sake let us be young. Because time gets harder to outrun, and I’m nobody- I’m not done.’

—The Vaccines

A wee bit obsessed with this gem this week. The Lumineers, Ho Hey.

For a few weeks now, I’ve been trying to figure out what to say about this album.

And I’m still a little unsure on what words to use to give it justice. And then I realised that that, really, was all I needed to say. 

But that would make for a very boring review no? Mumford and Sons earlier album ‘Sigh No More’ is enlaced with emotional metaphors and epic tales. Babel feels a lot more honest. I think that part of the appeal of Sigh No More was that everyone listened to the lyrics and thought ‘Shit yeah, d’ya know what? I HAVE been covering myself with thistles and weeds, and y’know what’s more? I WILL come out the cave walking on my hands.’ Even if love hadn’t betrayed, dismayed or enslaved you, or indeed set your free, the gusto of the song suddenly made you feel so incredibly emotive that you might as well have been.

Not to say that Babel lacks gusto, the album’s drenched in it, but instead of spending my time decoding the metaphors, you’re able to appreciate the songs and their stories for their honesty and genuity.

To summarise: It’s a bloody brilliant album, and I mean that in the very sense of the word brilliant. And I can’t wait to see them in November with ma broski.