Another woman who should be prominent in my life.

Kanye West - 808s and Heartbreak

This is mint!
Why didn't I pick this up before?!

Dan Black - Un

Miike Snow - Miike Snow

The most beautiful person in all of the world.

Safety First

Joseph Carnevale was arrested for 'defacing road-safety equipment' because he made this in California.

However, the police have said the $340 cost of replacing the barrels is far less than the amount the creation has raised in publicity so far.

Take a leaf out of Banksy's book... Be a bit more anonymous, mate.

Lily Cole

I love ginger girls.

eBoy

Somebody Talked!

We share too much nowadays.

Build-up to a breakdown?

Something pretty shit is happening, I reckon.
I've got something that is fine, comfortable, something to work on, someone to work on, etc. etc.

But it still isn't enough, is it? I'm at the stage where I'm bored, and I'll let it fade out, be awkward, not speak, and probably then blame it on them because 'there was nothing wrong my end, it must have been you that didn't talk to me.'

I'm an awful shirker of this emotional responsibility, and it is ironic that I am so good at heaping out advice on dealing with similar situations on others. Whether they like it or not.

But at the moment, I'm getting this weird sense of being outside of all the fuck ups I'm making, all the new connections I'm trying to forge and all the objective new emotions I'm forcing on people, telling them that I'm feeling them when I'm probably ultimately not. That's the thing though, I'm not entirely sure what I'm feeling for any one person at any given time. When they are there, when they are at the front of my mind (or in front of my face) they are what I want, the only thing I want, and therefore there isn't a problem. Which is lovely. But when they go home, I'll be looking for someone else to fill the void.

I need that intoxication again, that kind of feeling that I only get when it's REALLY good, and I need that sort of hope that even though we've usually both resigned ourselves to the fact that it won't work, such as life, there is just this tiny glimmer where if we block out everyone else, we'll probably be alright. And in time, people probably won't care.

I miss the person that can bring that out of me. I want to find a new one of those, not just the white noise and replacements that I seem to be queueing up for myself over and over again. I think I'm bored of being the guilty one. I want to be the one that puts themself on the line again.

I quite like feeling vulnerable, it's exciting.

'One for now, and another for a little later on.'

This woman needs to be a prominent fixture in my life.




EDIT:

And her.

I touched Dane Bowers

Andreas Gursky Photography

They remind me of 'Where's Wally'.


Bahrain


Copan


Kuwait Stock Exchange


99 Cents

Florence and the Machine - Cosmic Love

I think this might be my favourite song of all time.

Or this week, anyway.

I want to tell everyone...

But I never want them to know.

A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes
I screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness,
So darkness I became

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

I took the stars from our eyes, and then I made a map
And knew that somehow I could find my way back
Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too
So I stayed in the darkness with you

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart.

Florence and the Machine - Lungs

A very very real contender for favourite album this year so far.

Instantly listenable, euphoric at times and with a voice that while is very different, is not uncomfortable by any means.

Which is a total contrast to the power and effort that is put into not only her vocal performances, but the production of the majority of the songs. How they can still come across as being so delicate and intricate by still packing a huge amount of power is exactly why this record is so enchanting.

Beautiful.

Can't stop

This was taken from his final rehearsal for the tour.

I can't believe how much this has affected me.

He really was a bloody big deal.

Over the past week, I have watched Moonwalker, Thriller, and Ghosts all in full as well as various music videos and documentaries.

I'm not sure if that is because I have nothing else to do (which I undoubtedly do) or because I do actually care enough to want to watch them.

Maybe to pay tribute in my own way.

Katie and I drove past the theatre where the musical is based at Picadilly Circus the other day, blasting 'Black or White'. That was a better tribute, I think. Flowers die.

New move, new start?

Moved house.
It's nice, but it's really boring.

I imagine this is an early reflection of how this year will pan out.
Nothing is going to stand out, I will just slide through it.

I could probably do with a year of grey before the colour starts.