“Brand New Colony” by The Postal Service… I’ll be the platform shoes and undo what heredity’s done to you: you won’t have to strain to look into my eyes. I’ll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped straight to the throat, with the collar up so you won’t catch a cold…”
Stretching out my wings in […]

Roots Manuva’s vocal contribution lends The Cinematic Orchestra’s otherwise jazzy “All Things To All Men” a rapping influence… “Look at the monster you make. Look at the monster you pay. But you claim no responsibility, ’cause it’s each to his self in these times that we live…”
It was 5:30 pm. The sun was setting and […]

“Such Great Heights” by The Postal Service fills the room with melodic electronica… “I am thinking it’s a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they’re perfectly aligned. And I have to speculate that God himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay. […]