they say there's a sun in the sky

"They say there's a sun in the sky
But me, I can't imagine why
There might have been one
Before you were gone
But now all I see is the night"

I found the cutest thing in the world, a blog called "69 Love Songs, Illustrated" - as you can probably imagine, it's quite the Magnetic Fields homage.

The little "about us" blurb tells me that they are a "loose collection of mostly London-based comic-artists, illustrators and writers, who have grown up listening to the Magnetic Fields and got together over a mutual love of the songs. One day, on Twitter, a couple of us decided that illustrating – or writing a comic – or a short story – inspired by all 69 songs was a worthwhile and exciting pursuit."

The illustration to "They Say There's a Sun In The Sky" is heartbreakingly adorable. I'm still to locate the one for "I Don't Want To Get Over You", but I can *almost* imagine.

69 Love Songs, Illustrated




PS. At the last minute in 2009, I just successfully made my first link to another website in a blog-post (disclaimer, well I THINK I did, ha, you may be witnessing otherwise). 2010 is going to be a good year, I just know it.

Fall of Efrafra

Yesterday I was schlepping about North Melbourne Station waiting for my train connection, when the Ipod Shuffle deities decided to deliver me a little blessing by way of "Republic of Heaven" by Fall of Efafra. So effing good.

Then last night I discovered that Simulacrum by Fall of Efrafra is perfect companion-listening with Mono (which my friend Luke had only JUST recommended, and then I found out they played in Melbourne/Australia just the other week).

heartwarming shit

on the way to work, driving through Maribyrnong towards Sunshine, I saw the cutest thing I may have ever seen in my short life...all traffic screeching to a halt to make way for mother duck crossing the busy road, with little ducklings following behind. it was touch-and-go for a few anxious minutes, but they slowly, eventually waddled all the way to the other side of the intersection, and safely made it on to the footpath and then into the sanctuary of the nearest park.

it looked a little something like this, but in real life the ducklings formed more of an orderly queue and looked to be on more of a mission

I thought that she wanted me. But she was thinking something else

I miss you when you're gone.Please don't stay gone too long



The conditions outside my bedroom are awfully blustery right now, so I'm occupied with reading through (and listening, too) a list of the 25 saddest songs in the whole world. I'm up to Iron and Wine, coming in at a respectable #13. Also I love that Roy Orbison is described as "the master of pop-opera misery".

Can someone check on me later and see if I'm okay, or if I've been reduced to a blubbering mess in a crumbling heap floating in a river of salty tears on my bedroom floor

It's at www.spinner.com

UPDATE: I've become quite a fan of Sunday afternoons in pubs seeing sad-country bands, and oh dear, number 6 is killing me "He Stopped Loving Her Today" by George Jones.

No no wait. I've now worked my way through to #2 which is Billie Holiday and "Gloomy Sunday"...I've got it on repeat, please save me from myself

I don't know what I'll do

"Eisler on the Go" is one of my favourite songs to listen to on Sunday morning..breakfast and this song on repeat, and suddenly things don't look so bleak. I couldn't find a good live version of this song, so I like that this one is "presented by Anarcho Grow: Pure Vida in Costa Rica. This Press Kills Fascists"

Coco Rosie

I forgot! How much I love this song. Also a random person gave me a rose on the street in Brunswick today. That's all.

the fever

And this summer, you'll call-maybe