After being sent this beautiful, beautiful single at the Magazine HQ (ahoo-hah, excuse me if I make it sound a little more posh than it is...), I couldn't help featuring it on my personal music blogosphere too. The whole husky roar of his voice really qualifies the emotions in the song! I can't stop playing it. So here it is for all you folk too.
Wednesday, 17 October 2012
Dear James Acaster,
Your audience tonight at our Student's Union may have not been your kindest, but I have to admit I was shaking with silent laughter the whole way through. Perhaps not the best thing for a stand-up comedian, but you were great.
I would love to shrive with you sometime (and unashamedly eat a socially-unacceptable amount of pancakes instead of crepes). Though Twister is off the menu. As is rock pooling, and asking for your autograph on my neck.
Monday, 1 October 2012
Like a beautiful, curly-haired cross between Daughter's melancholia and Lucy Rose's cuteness, Rae Morris is a tiny, shy and amazingly talented young singer who deserves everyone's attention (although perhaps not all at once, for reasons I will elaborate). To have been present at her first sell-out gig, and to have run half-a-mile just to see her play one song, I feel like vying to be her number one fan, and yet I also want her to be kept out of the limelight a little longer so that those who discover her music - voice, piano and all - will really feel like they have stumbled upon rare treasure. Good luck, lovely Rae.