Friday, 3 August 2012

You'll go to Hell for what your dirty mind is thinking

What I Have Learned Today

So APPARENTLY, prawns and shrimp are the same thing? WHAT!? Shrimp is how Americans say prawn! I have lived for almost twenty years under the impression that I had never eaten shrimp. 
You know what else I found out? That dock leaves don't actually have any medical properties to cure nettle stings. I'm serious, you could rub any leaf on a sting and it would have the same effect as a dock leaf.

I don't know what to believe in anymore.
(The more I watch this the more camp he looks...)

I love my friends.

Baby Birch by Joanna Newsom. Sob.

This is the song for Baby Birch,
I will never know you.
And at the back of what we've done
There is the knowledge of you.

I wish we could take every path,
I could spend a hundred years adoring you.
Yes, I wish we could take every path,
Because I hated to close the door on you.

Do you remember staring up at the stars
So far away in their bulletproof cars?
We heard the rushing, slow intake
Of the dark, dark water
And the engine breaks.

And I said
How about them engine breaks?
And, if I should die before I wake
Will you keep an eye on Baby Birch
Because I'd hate to see her
Make the same mistakes.

When it was dark I called and you came.
When it was dark I saw shapes.
When I see stars I feel in your hand,
And I see stars and I reel, again.

Well mercy me, I'll be goddamned,
It's been a long long time since I last saw you
And I have never known the plan.
It's been a long, long time, how are you?

Your eyes are green, your hair is gold,
Your hair is black, your eyes are blue.
I closed the ranks and I doubled back
But you know, I hated to close the door on you.

We take a walk along the dirty lake,
Hear the goose cussing at me over her eggs.
You poor little cousin,
I don't want your dregs,
A little baby fussing all over my legs.

There is a blacksmith and there is a shepherd and there is a butcher-boy
And there is a barber who's cutting and cutting away at my only joy,
I saw a rabbit as slick as a knife and as pale as a candlestick
And I had thought it'd be harder to do but I caught her and skinned her quick,
Held her there kicking and mewling, upended, unspooling, unsung and blue,
Told her "wherever you go, little runaway bunny I will find you"
And then she ran
As they're liable to do.

Be at peace, baby, and begone.

Jamming session with two guitars, some dodgy harmonies, fairy lights, wine and a stunning view of the sea. Perfect. 

Matt Corr-by

This song reminds me of better times. But more importantly, he is SEXY. Honestly, probably one of the sexiest men I have ever had the fortune to set eyes on. The terrible, terrible things I would do to this man. Watch as he oozes amazingness. 


Listen and weep, my friends. 
(One day I will find a way of sharing songs without having to embed YouTube videos... Meanwhile you can enjoy this  'with Clouds')

The Great Gatsby

Oh, Fitzgerald. You beautiful, beautiful man...

He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.

'Most of the shadows of life are caused by standing in our own sunshine.'
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel

I loved the soundtrack more than the film itself... And the film was beautiful.