I went with something loud and bright for this week’s Music to My Eyes because Mondays are usually drab. Hope this cheers you up.
Can’t say I’m much of a Coldplay fan, but this album is pretty nostalgic, always reminding me of autumn. As for the room, like Coldplay, I view each as very streamlined.
You’ve probably been wondering what approach I take when it comes to selecting albums for my Music to My Eyes feature. Please tell me you’ve been wondering…
Usually the artist contacts me and somewhere between the long message it says how cool this bit is and how cool I am for coming up with it. They ask to be my friend and even offer me concert tickets (with backstage passes) but I say I don’t wanna be bought that way. Then I put the artist into the random pool and select one Sunday night. And then Evan taps me on the shoulder and asks, “Are you daydreaming again?”
Everyone likes a little No Doubt.
Oh, and a big thanks to the Weather Gods for possibly reading my blog and making this whole hot weather happen upon my request. I will continue to pray to you.
I was put onto The Cure by my brother. Just one of many men in my life (not in the slutty way) to have put me onto good music.
Check out the dreamy flower pattern on the album cover and the room’s area rug. Pretty representative, huh?
I know I already featured The xx in my first rendition of Music to My Eyes, but it’s not everyday I come across x’s on a floor. Plus, this album is so good it deserves a second listen. Modern day makeout music.
PS – If you haven’t already voted for my Home Office on the cb2 The Selby is in Your Place Contest, you can do so here. Only TWO more days and I’m close. I need all the votes I can get. Much appreciated. Thank You!!!
This week’s Music to My Eyes is inspired by last night’s concert at The Hollywood Bowl. I first discovered The Chemical Brothers when a friend from way back in the day found a stack of cds and their album Surrender was probably the only album in the entire mix that I enjoyed. I then went on to buy their fourth album, Come With Us and played it almost everyday for like five months.
If The Hollywood Bowl had a suggestion box, I would’ve suggested they amplify their aisles for acts like these so people, like me, don’t come home with bruised knees from all the non-stop dancing and jumping up and down from breakbeat highs.