Jens Lekman & The Great Gatsby
My latest obsession.Lately, I've been really into the Swedish music scene. This is new, as I've spent the last few years obsessing over the scene in Canada (Broken Social Scene, Stars, Tokyo Police Club, K-Os, Feist). Well Over the past year going on two, I've really been into some Swedish bands, namely The Radio Dept, Air France, Boat Club, The Cardigans, etc. The latest to fuel my Swedish obsession, is Jens Lekman. His music is timeless, and his lyrics are incredibly witty. I've included Jens in my post about The Great Gatsby, because when I hear such tunes as "Maple Leaves", I can totally envision an orchestra playing this tune at one of Jay Gatsby's parties.
Try:
"A Postcard to Nina"
"Pocketful of Money"
"Maple Leaves"
This piece of literature is dearest to me. This book and I have quite the relationship. The first time I read it was on my first visit to Connecticut. Megan and I had met for the first time a few weeks previous to this visit in Cary, North Carolina where her father was living at the time. In the haze of the newly developing relationship, I committed a week of my Summer to visiting her in her home state. Well I'm always up for anything, so I flew into Hartford, CT one Summer's day.
The week was strange. I still tease Meg about the strangeness of the week that was. Fortunately, the nights were made bearable because of this beautiful work by F. S. Fitzgerald. I'd been meaning to read it for years, but hadn't gotten around to it due to the fact I don't make much time for books. So at night, the best time to over analyze a newly developing relationship, instead of worrying I jumped right into The Great Gatsby. The story itself is amazing, but it's the language and prose, that has brought me back to rereading this book for the third time. I love the way Daisy Buchanan speaks. Her ideas and choice of words are everything I imagine the twenties were like. I dream of the twenties, and this book promotes my dreaming. One can't read this novel, and not put himself right in the middle of one of Jay Gatsby's parties. The third chapter itself is worthy of reading over and over. I will always have the best relationship with this novel.
A playlist for this evening:
Doves "Snowden"
Snowden "Anti-Anti"
Yo La Tengo "Today is The Day"
Snowden "Black Eyes"
Try:
"A Postcard to Nina"
"Pocketful of Money"
"Maple Leaves"
This piece of literature is dearest to me. This book and I have quite the relationship. The first time I read it was on my first visit to Connecticut. Megan and I had met for the first time a few weeks previous to this visit in Cary, North Carolina where her father was living at the time. In the haze of the newly developing relationship, I committed a week of my Summer to visiting her in her home state. Well I'm always up for anything, so I flew into Hartford, CT one Summer's day.The week was strange. I still tease Meg about the strangeness of the week that was. Fortunately, the nights were made bearable because of this beautiful work by F. S. Fitzgerald. I'd been meaning to read it for years, but hadn't gotten around to it due to the fact I don't make much time for books. So at night, the best time to over analyze a newly developing relationship, instead of worrying I jumped right into The Great Gatsby. The story itself is amazing, but it's the language and prose, that has brought me back to rereading this book for the third time. I love the way Daisy Buchanan speaks. Her ideas and choice of words are everything I imagine the twenties were like. I dream of the twenties, and this book promotes my dreaming. One can't read this novel, and not put himself right in the middle of one of Jay Gatsby's parties. The third chapter itself is worthy of reading over and over. I will always have the best relationship with this novel.
A playlist for this evening:
Doves "Snowden"
Snowden "Anti-Anti"
Yo La Tengo "Today is The Day"
Snowden "Black Eyes"