Holy shit holy shit holy shit.
I for realzies can’t even pick the best ones, BECAUSE THEY ARE ALL THE BEST ONES.
I guess me and this dude are getting married now.
No big deal.
I mean, this major mother effer sings A Case Of You, only a Joni Mitchell song that has carried me from adolescence, through adulthood.
He does some shit with Bon Iver.
He says words like..
“I don’t know about my dreams..
I don’t know about my dreaming anymore..
All I know is that I’m falling, falling, falling, falling..
Might as well fall in.”
All the while, there’s a build up… And a crescendo..(I DO LOVE A GOOD CRESCENDO!)
Or these…
“There’s a limit to your love.
Like a Waterfall in slow motion.
Like a map with no ocean.
There’s a limit to your love.”
He’s so very Antony and The Johnsons, meets Sam Sparro, meets some down home jazzy fellow, that can’t get enough sleep ‘cuz he rules so frickin’ hard.
I can’t with this guy.
I just can’t.
Why listen to anything else anymore?
What Was it You Said About Luck?
I WANT TO LIVE IN THIS VIDEO.
(though it contains a sampling of my worst nightmares)
I give you, Lindisfarne.
UPDATE:
ON HIS NEXT ALBUM, THERE IS A SONG FEATURING RZA.
THAT IS ALL.
