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Jag har en hard-on för surf-rock denna sommar.

Här är några av mina favoriter:

Best Coast

Surfer Blood

The Drums

Male Bonding

Wavves

Mysterious Skin

"As we sat there listening to the carolers, I wanted to tell Brian that it was over now and that everything would be okay. But that was a lie, plus I couldn't speak anyway. I wish there was some way to go back and undo the past. But there wasn't. There was nothing we could do. So I just stayed silent and tried to telepathically communicate how sorry I was about what happened. And I thought of all the grief and suffering and fucked up stuff in the world, and it made me want to escape. I wished with all my heart we could just leave this world behind. Rise like two angels in the night and magically disappear."

Wow, en av de mera rörande filmer jag sett!

Creepy teepee festival

Rock on dudes!

Lately

No problem

Perfume Genius på YouTube

Genius

Enkel men otroligt hjärtskärande musik och djupa känslor i Perfume Genius låttexter. Att han dessutom gjort allting där hemma gör ingenting.

En anekdot från NME's blogg om Perfume Genius:

"Apparently not-so-long-ago the computer that housed his entire recorded works crashed, destroying every single bit of music he'd ever worked on. Discovering this he emails his record label late at night to notify them of the situation. Promptly they begin a series of panicked attempts to get in contact with him, leaving numerous increasingly worried and exasperated answer machine messages, texts and emails for him, inquiring as to what on earth they were all going to do? To which, after some time, they eventually recieved a single, calm, collected reply, reassuring: 'Don't worry guys, I can re-record the songs. I still feel the same way.'

Perfume Genius – Learning

No one will answer your prayers until you take off that dress
No one will hear all your crying until you take your last breath
But you will learn to mind me
And you will learn to survive me

Your father before you and your sister too, your husband blah blah blah blah, you.

Perfume Genius – Mr. Peterson

My work came back from class
With notes attached
Of a place and time
Or how my body kept him up at night

He let me smoke weed in his truck
If I could convince him I loved him enough
Enough, enough, enough, enough

He made me a tape of Joy Division
He told there was a part of him missing
When I was sixteen
He jumped off a building

Mr Peterson
I know you were ready to go
I hope there's room for you up above
Or down below.

The gangsta is strong in this one

Som, vafan?! Kombinationen av grädde och juice (?) gör hela grejen too sexy! Mmm rub that belly.