Trapped, trapped, trapped ’till the cage is full

I’m the kinda person who likes to watch series. So summertime is not a particularly good time for me, as most of the things I watch go on holiday, and I’m left longing for autumn with one more reason under my belt.

While checking twitter one night, I saw Lena Dunham (the chick who produces and plays in Girls) saying something about Orange Is the New Black.

It’s a new netflix original, and if that is not something that catches my attention, the fact that it’s created by Jenji Kohan did. That’s the chick that created Weeds. This one’s a witty comedy/drama about a young woman who goes to prison. The first season is very well built, each episode giving out enough to want you to come back for more.

Big plus, catchy catchy credits tune specially made by Regina Spektor. I don’t really like her music,  but a few songs, I love. And this one falls in to the latter category. Probably cause it fits the series so well.

You dig right in me

A few months ago, when I heard that The Mars Volta were going on hiatus, I was quite sad. I did read at the time that Omar Rodriguez Lopez was getting himself involved in another project, but what else is new? I probably even made a mental note to listen to that project, and I know I did, but something didn’t click just right cause I went on ignoring Bosnian Rainbows.

Two days ago I was walking around Soho with my brother, checking out the record shops in search of gems that would complete his vinyl collection. We ran across this amazing shop (I’d probably buy about half of it 🙂 ) called Sister Ray. From the first steps we took inside, it had this perfect vibe: people browsing rows and rows of records, loud music blasting all over.

(photo credits go to my brother)

I found the voice familiar but I couldn’t really put my finger on it, and suddenly my brother says something like: Cool, Bosnian Rainbows.

It happened to me before, this is just the confirmation: some bands, you have to listen to them at the right moment in order for them to stick.

If you wanna hear some good experimental/alternative with ballsy female vocals, their self titled debut just got out, and it’s amazing.

all of a sudden I miss everyone

I really do.
Family, friends, people I haven’t talked to in years, even places I haven’t been to in a long time [not just actual places, but funny enough, this blog too…].
And there’s nothing weird or wrong or nostalgic about it. I doesn’t make me feel sad or anything negative. I just miss people. It’s that simple. I blame it on the fact that today marks 7 months since I moved here (but hey, I love it).

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It’s been almost 9 month since I last came here and wrote a line, so I have to admit it first to myself and then to the rest of the people that used to come here and listen to the music and whatnot that this blog is pretty much dead. I just don’t have the patience to sit and tend to it anymore. It’s too much a hassle when you have facebook at hand and other tools that make it so much easier to post stuff for the virtual world than actual blogging.

I still am somehow present on the internet, but not as much as I used to. I guess, as many people told me before, it comes with getting older. I’m not gonna close it down or delete it or anything…it’s gonna linger here, in the world wide web. But I really don’t think I’m gonna come here regularly and write stuff – even if it’s just a few lines – in the future. Not the near one anyway.

After all, you can never be that sure.

Anyhow, for whoever would like to find me in the virtual world, I still post from time to time on tumblr, twitter, and I still care for my last.fm account. I do have a facebook account but that one I keep for friends and people I know.  Very rarely posting public.

Thanks a lot to those of you who came here regularly and followed whatever I posted. I really enjoyed it.

Hands need warning, early in the morning

Contrary to what you may think, I did not forget about this little place. And I do genuinely feel bad for not dropping by more often with a song and a (good) word, cause the music is still with me every single day. And very good coffee too, lately 😉

I’ve been enjoying autumn a lot these past few days. It finally has that colour and air I love so much about it. And the company of nice new people. And that’s always good, right?

I won’t blab too much tonight. I will try, however, not to let the dust set here like I did these past 2 months. And here’s an awesome song that’s been constantly in my playlists during this time. It’s not a new one, but it’s totally awesome, and one of the best autumn songs there is. Hell, the whole album – I am talking about Yo La Tengo‘s I Can Hear The Heart Beating As One – screams autumn. So nice and sweet and pure and innocent (and yes, all these things make me think of a lovely coloured autumn, just like the one happening outside). Just try it and see for yourselves. And if you like the 90s, that’s one more reason to give this album a try 😉

Oh, don’t over analyse the title, I just love love love those lyrics. And the weather makes them appropriate. That’s about it.

(Stockholm Syndrome by Yo La Tengo)