Sara Bareilles. Like, seriously. I am hugely in love with her, with her voice and her lyrics and her piano. And she’s gorgeous, but that’s not why I’ve been listening to her albums on repeat.
Many the Miles
Bottle It Up
And the Postelles, on a slightly different note (ha!). I saw them play a couple of months ago, they were opening for Chuck Berry when I finally got around to going to see him play (while he’s still alive).
And I fell in love. I’m crap at describing music in words, but they’re sort of old-school rock and roll meets hipster/rockabilly tendencies? Maybe? I don’t really know what I’m talking about. Just listen, is all.
Blue Room (the proper recording, from the album, is better, less treble-y)
Sleep on the Dance Floor
Hipsters. I know, right? They’re for making fun of, not liking. But… I don’t know, I’m sort of fascinated.
This helps a LOT:
It’s a beautiful combination of hipsters and the fifties, and I approve whole-heartedly. Yes, it helps that it’s Alex, Arthur, Karen, and Matt. In America. At the NYC premier of season 6. (so much love)
Which brings me to…
Knitting! I finished my first TARDIS sock:
Also: Pinterest, being almost done with college, wine (always), Doctor Who ovviamente, The X-Files, Netflix. Fresh fruit! It’s finally spring.