'When you're young, you get sad...'
Showing posts with label Ryan Adams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ryan Adams. Show all posts
Sunday, 29 May 2016
Chin Up
'Can't bring you down...'
'When you're young, you get sad...'
'When you're young, you get sad...'
Sunday, 13 March 2016
Thursday, 30 April 2015
Light
What unit can love be measured in? Light of course. So much light.
This is so darn beautiful from Ryan Adams. Even after love is done, you can't forget or sully its light. You're the better for it, after all. And when you sing a song of beauty (or write a poem or speak of a love honestly) well, you know that's where the truth is.
This is so darn beautiful from Ryan Adams. Even after love is done, you can't forget or sully its light. You're the better for it, after all. And when you sing a song of beauty (or write a poem or speak of a love honestly) well, you know that's where the truth is.
Tuesday, 10 March 2015
Oh My Sweet Ryan Adams
Harmonica heartache highs and guitar solos are still in my head from seeing Ryan Adams last week. What a show!
Thursday, 17 April 2014
April, Approximately
'Oh look at you now, best I ever seen...'
The sound of April, of spring, of new light, new possibilities, new loves, new feelings, new chapter:
The sound of April, of spring, of new light, new possibilities, new loves, new feelings, new chapter:
Tuesday, 3 September 2013
September Sadness
I don't like September. Don't like the seasonal change. Lots of other changes. And the darkness coming in fast.
Thursday, 27 June 2013
Monday, 1 April 2013
ie. April
Well it's April and I think I may just have to post a Ryan Adams song every day for the whole month!
Why? - His southern country-twang music is all sunny days and open highways and mottled sunspot evenings; on-the-road open wanderings, with the smell of summer on a green horizon and all around, all along, the acoustic trickling of soaring and dipping notes of feelings, like swallows, against a big blue new sky.
- ie, April.
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