Is it Tuesday already? So far this week I have achieved my first proper sunburn of the year (whilst wearing SPF50 and sitting under a parasol – I despair) and not much else, which can only mean that it’s all up from here.
I missed yesterday’s Tuesday Tune. I am a bad girl.
I’m having a few personal problems at the moment, which is why posts are rather patchy; I’m hoping to try and at least post a Tuesday Tune every week while I get on top of things.
For now though – a kid with a grooowl:
“Why don’t you do a Tuesday Tune song from Broadchurch?”
“Or one from Hallam Foe?”
“Or one about sunshine?”
“Or something about how fucking cute I am?”
Go on then…
I was going to make some quip about violins making this song acceptable listening, but I’m not going to pretend that I didn’t play the original on repeat whilst I was unpacking.
I am in the process of moving house (God only knows what number house this is; I’m sure we’re in the mid-twenties) and the title of this song says it all. Here it comes…
I didn’t quite manage to get this out on Tuesday (hey, I’m only 50 minutes late), but I’m still calling it a Tuesday Tune. I was having a bit of a life crisis earlier, and ended up having a bit of a cry down the phone to Lady Fox. Now I’m not saying that she wasn’t entirely brilliant and helpful, but we could’ve saved ourselves a lot of time and snottiness if I’d just put this on instead. I’ve no clue what’s going on with the lyrics – he could be singing about bacon for all I know – but bugger me it’s cheerful.
I had been listening to and enjoying the Wankelmut remix of the Reckoning Song for a while before I found this live version. I’ll never go back.
Is that not one of the most glorious voices you’ve ever heard?