Music is what gets me going in the morning. When I can't make up my pretty little mind about what to play, I stay in bed longer, thinking and thinking, desperately trying to pin down what I want to hear. It's a little overkill. So, lately, I've been requesting my best friends suggest something for me. The other day it was Tom Petty, which hit the spot I didn't even realize was itching. This morning, it was Man Man, specifically their latest album, which I got at the same time as other music so I never dedicated the proper amount of time to get properly acquainted. This morning is our fresh start.
I can't stop repeating "Steak Knives." It's so pretty. I love everything about Man Man, but these songs are the ones that stick with me. Completely, hauntingly, genuinely unique and beautiful.
Feathers is one of my all time favorites. Garret (of Bearcat) used to play it all the time when he was my roomie. It's so pretty. Too short.
Go ahead. Text your best friend. I don't care if she's six states away or next door, or whether she's going to suggest the album you listened to on repeat together in 1976, 1986, 1996, 2006, or last week. She might insist you look up something new. Do it.
love, nico
love, nico
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