Its like someone pulled cling-film across the sun

There's a nice light in the evening outside. Yellow and watery. I was just on the phone to Loreana and she said its like someone pulled cling-film across the sun. Here's a tune for the light thats in it (cos its all watery and nostalgic), and for the weekend (cos its electronic). Its 'sunshine philosophy' by future loop foundation (who I don't know all that much about). It might lack depth, but its very agreeable, like a low calorie version of Boards of Canada. There's a video clip that goes with it. Its cram-packed full of flickery super 8 footage of speccy grannies, grampas, kids, buckets, spades and handkerchiefs on some northern English beach in the 50s. Nostalgia-tronica!



MP3:Future Loop Foundation-Sunshine Philosophy

I'm going to write about In the aeroplane over the sea in bits and pieces, because my mind seems to have fragmented like that, and I was struggling with putting it all into a megablog.

In other news its 7.40pm on a Friday and I'd love to belt it out the door to hump the weekend like a drunk, screaming crazy fucker with a huge boner, but I'm working at 7am, so its bovril and bedclothes for me :( But wait... whats that coming over the horizon? Yikes, its a humungous noisy glow-in-the-dark bus full of Animal Collective, Deerhunter, Lindstrom, Gui Borato and the Field!! All playing in Dublin soon. So I'll have my fun eventually.