When my brother left for camp earlier this month, he cleaned the flat out of headphones. Seriously. The one pair I could find is weirdly deformed and does not allow me to listen to my iPod unless I hold it a few inches from my face. Instead of listening to, say, Tori Amos’s new album on the bus, I get to listen to some guy on his mobile telling his mother that no, he doesn’t know what happened to Aunt Tamara’s pig (I don’t either; I do hope it’s OK, I like pigs).
It’s Ramadan in the Muslim world, which means that I’m… drinking arak in solidarity with everyone fasting. Seriously, happy Ramadan! I Ramadan is a good opportunity to spend more time with family, and a part of me wishes I was back in Amman. Another part doesn’t. The parts have been having bloody, protracted fights.
Sleepyhead (remix) – Passion Pit
Mea Bletnasir – Sigur Rós
A Whiter Shade of Pale – Annie Lennox
La Primavera – Manu Chao
Lo Que Vendra – Astor Piazzolla
Glass – Bat for Lashes
Searching – Hanne Hukkelberg
Subterranean Homesick Alien – Radiohead
Wind in the Wires – Patrick Wolf
He Thinks He’s In Love – Eleni Mandell
“And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale…”
I do like the Annie Lennox cover of this Procol Harum song. It’s appropriately ghostly. Here is Annie, performing in glittery Mickey Mouse ears:
How can you not love a woman like that? And how can you not love this song? It basically has a modern Greek chorus to go with it. Which is in itself amazing.
“No more ” I love you’s ”
The language is leaving me.
No more ” I love you’s ”
The language is leaving me in silence.
No more ” I love you’s ”
Changes are shifting outside the words.”
🙂
Natalia A. 
I think my Muslim friend has given up ‘giving stuff up’ this year. LOL She tried to give up swearing last year but a trip in the car to the nearest major city proved to both of us that she’d failed miserably. LOL
Ohh, I do love that remix of ‘Sleepyhead’. Now waiting patiently for the rumored Starsmith remix of ‘First Train Home’ (opening track on the wondrous new Imogen Heap CD).
In other news, Bag Raiders ‘Shooting Star’ shows no signs of losing its immensity, either.
Anyway — I can haz spare headphones you can haz — if you wants ’em, drop me a line.
Hx