July 2011
11 posts
oh, and I have also made fuckyeahtaylorgoldsmith, if you want to join in, contact me and teach me how to let you use the tumblr cos i ain’t got a fucking clue
Hey y’all (it’s Sarah cos I just gone used y’all)
I AM WORRIED (AGAIN)
Those of you who who live in the UK will recognise the latest Ribena advert
When I first saw this, I was like “THIS SONG IS SO RAD, I RECOGNISE IT, SO RAD”
and then it ‘clicked’ to me, “THEY PLAGIRISED DEER TICK!” and I was ashamed…
and then it clicked to me that I was an idiot and the Ribena advert is a reworked version of this…
DEER TICK YOU HAVE MADE ME ASHAMED (HAHAHAHAHA), I WANT AN APOLOGY.
Since I can remember, and thanks to my parents, I am a fan of Simon and Garfunkel and their thoughtful and harmonic songs and lyrics. Generally I think it is a band that should never be covered, as the originals are just too great to be changed.
My good friend, however, gave me this incredible cover of The Boxer by Ben Howard and am surprised and impressed what Ben and his band member India made of the song. See if you like it and sing along…
I am just a poor boy
Though my story’s seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises
All lies and jests
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station running scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know
Lie la lie …
Asking only workman’s wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there
Lie la lie …
Then I’m laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone
Going home
Where the New York City winters aren’t bleeding me
Bleeding me, going home
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev’ry glove that layed him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
“I am leaving, I am leaving”
But the fighter still remains
Lie la lie …
he kissed my face.
Jealous doesn’t even begin to describe my feelings. ;-)
I fear he may know I find him attractive, I think it was like that time when I tweeted “the guy from the Ronseal ad is gorgeous” and he then started following me but then I got put off him when I had a look at his merch, what the hell? I’d rather do Judah Friedlander… Oh this is going off topic.
ANYWAY, Rayland Baxter is hot and his tweets may just be my favourite ever and I feel like an idiot and this is totally unfolk related, I’m sorry.
GOODBYE,
Sarah xoxoxoxoxo