we're too blind to see what's really here in front of our eyes

i think this is in bath! 

TGIF!!!!!!!! i've been back in work for a mere two days but it feels like i've been there an eternity and so i'm writing to you from the confines of my bed, lucozade and sick bucket at the ready. what a weekend this'll be. as we all know, music is a great escape. and there's one little lady who holds a special place in my heart forever and always and that's miss gabrielle aplin. yeah, she sung that john lewis song once upon a meadow but she did bloody loads before that. get ready for this new series.

i need to be heard and i'm gunna find the right words

thanks charlie simpson xo

if sunday isn't a day for hungover pensiveness (not getting a red line under it thus am pretending it's a real word) then i don't know what is. i'm not hungover but i am 100% pensive which is okay and so, even more than usual, i am wholeheartedly appreciating the words that emotionally damaged (fe)male singer-songwriters use in their music. for me, the crux of a song is the lyrics and so today i'm just going to type out lots of words which i really enjoy and hope to encourage you to spread your musical wings/ears... what?