Monday: Ed Harcourt, “She fell into my arms” — a giant, all encompassing, hug
Tuesday: Passion Pit “Take a walk” (acoustic) — when it all seems awful, listen to something beautiful
Wednesday: New York City Ballet, “Glass Pieces” — pirouetting down the hallway
Thursday: Daft Punk “Lucky,” — for the 36th time
Friday: Razorlight “Somewhere Else” — “I was catching the sparks the flew from your heels”
Saturday: Soft Cell, “Tainted Love” — how IKEA soundtracks Saturday morning
Sunday: Billie Holiday “A Foggy Day,” — the first Pimms of the season, dinner, and friends
Sunday night things. Things that I’ve been putting off all weekend, like laundry and contemplating the 307 unread emails I have. Things that if I do them now will mean the week gets off to a good start, rather than continually playing catch-up. Things that, as a responsible and organized human being, I know I should do.
But mainly, I want to sit here, read tumblr, and have a gin & tonic.