Tu sais, je t'aime...

Un jour assez froid. Les nuages sont gris... et je me sens comme dormant. En fait, c'est ce qui j'ai fait. Mais, je quite ma maison pour acheter des musique et des vetemetes. J'ai oublie tout les chose importante... la liste d'achats et quelque chose avec mon adresse ecrivant sur ca. Alors je drois retourner chez moi et partier encore.

This looks interesting >>>

So Frenchy So Chic 2009.
(unofficial soundtrack for Alliance Francaise French Film Festival)


I bought two CDs. A double set of Kings of Leon (Youth and Young Manhood and Aha Shake Heartbreak) for $15 (JB Hi-Fi, I love you) and a Tegan and Sara album (This Business of Art) for $10. I think Tegan and Sara will grow on me but I already like Kings of Leon and regret not giving them a chance earlier on.


I love having new music. I got an email in the mail today pimping music and it read like this:

People might talk about making time to smell the roses, but the old adage could just as easily translate to finding time to hear new music - or old - as it does burying your face in petals. [...]

Think of music as a magical flying carpet. I do. It can take us anywhere, any time - with daydreams of far away lands, or places so close they feel like they're under our skin. Sometimes songs can convey experiences utterly removed from our own. At other times, they can crystalise a moment in time more perfectly than a sketch or photo, drawing intimate and visceral portraits with the most delicate of instrumental brushstrokes. Music is a ride of encounters; through it we find other people, other ways of thinking and seeing, other ways of seeing ourselves.


Nice one,

Cathrine