when we went to camp he was called birdman.

Jónsi - Go Do from Jónsi on Vimeo.

The first Sigur Ros (Ahem! Solo! Not Sigur Ros entirely. I realized this when I came back and reread this post, no more 3 godawfully too late/early posting for this old lady! My apologies sir!) song that has got me. No, Claire, you are right on. I get it. I love it. It carries me the whole way through. It creates a new nostalgia for me. Our previous conversations were still right on with their radness...but this is different.

Also.

By way of my ever hip and forever ahead of me little brother, and my forever hip and slightly ahead of me husband, please, Claire, listen to Beach House. The newer album, Teen Dream. Please. It will make your heart break in the way you've always wanted it to.



And yes, it was necessary to make this comments publicly and to make them as a break in my blog silence. You understand.