It is no secret that I like a good tight. So much so that MonsieurB purchased for me a second pair of House of Holland tights at the weekend. I saw them on Lily Allen the other weekend (or they were the Chanel ones, I wasn't so close that I could decide that) and I kinda fell in love with them. They're the Mock the Stock ones and verge on indecent. Verge being the important word there. As long as they're not ACTUALLY indecent I reckon I'm alright.
And then I found some pretty Yes Natalie tights. When it comes to Christmas' and birthdays I'm constantly being asked what I want. I find the concept a little disconcerting as I feel a bit of a pillock telling people what to get me but I do know that I'm extremely fussy in a completely stupid present way so maybe people just want direction. Which means these bad boys are going on the List to Buy MademoiselleB....along with the teacup lingerie.
Things I have listened to of late which have been released in 2009:
Julian Casablancas - Not as good as the Strokes but still better than most of the dirge people attempt to pass off as music these days
Fever Ray - Is it wrong that I can't really tell the difference between this and The Knife? And I like The Knife. Although The Knife are a bit more upbeat
Animal Collective - Both the album and the EP please me. The album more so.
The xx - You know that Kylie song, 'Can't get you out of my head'? I think she went in to the future, heard 'Heart Skipped a Beat' and 'Shelter' by the xx and then came back in time and wrote that song. I really do.
Regina Spektor - I heart this album almost as much as I heart her. Serious.
And stuff that I have to listen to:
Yo La Tengo
and.............The Horrors. Now don't get me wrong. I hate The Horrors probably as much as you do. In fact, I saw them support Squarepusher, who was in turn supporting The Raconteurs, at the Electric Ballroom, but enough of my bragging and let me get to the point. Oh you do want to hear more. Yeah. It was preeeeeeetty freaking good. It was just as Hello Everything came out so you know, there was a lot of intense slap bass action with my jaw on the floor. Anyway, I think that's enough. Basically, The Horrors sucked. Total toilet. Complete trousers. And I wondered why they'd left Southend. But then Primary Colours came out and everyone has been losing their mind over it. Including some people whose music opinion I take on board. So I figure give it a go and then if I still hate them at least when people rave at me I can be wholehearted in my vitriol. Because I'd hate to do a half arsed job of spitting apoplectic feathers.
And finally, I'm not sure if you'd noticed but I updated my blog THREE times on Friday. Yeah. It was a snow day. And today is another stupid day where the weather sees fit to add EVEN more time on to my already hideous journey. But I'd like us all to spare a moment for MammyB. She does very worthy things at the Royal London and she is stuck and afraid she won't be able to get in tomorrow and do more worthy things so she's gonna sleep in a visitor's room so she won't miss her shift tomorrow. I know what you're thinking. Yes. MammyB is a MUCH nicer person than her daughter.