Folk me, baby, one more time.

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Aaand I basically might as well have failed all of my classes by now because of it.

Although the lilting transcendent folk eminating from my Fleet Foxes radio station has been quite the loyal friend for the past few months- to accompany my seasonal depression and quarter-life crises- I figured it was about time to create a new station.

*Now, not having blogged much up until this point, it must be known that I have a nasty habit of scouring the iTunes music store for hours on end, clicking away at the genius suggestions, "people also bought" columns and spotlight playlists until I find I've created a substantial "wish list" playlist that ends up containing 30 or so music samples I'll most likely never buy. However, I get excited by the prospect of things, dragging classes, clothing, books, music, or art to aptly named "carts", digital containers of which I have accumulated an unhealthy amount over all too many websites.

But I digress... It must have been one of my wishlists, WL5_09 or something like that, that I stored away this gem of a artist. Lucy Wainwright Roche has this haunting quality to her voice that tugged at my eardrums right from the 30-second sample. Her song, "Bridge" floats around this catchy/ pleasant/ dreamy/ folky chorus that, against the meloncholy of the lyrics stabs me with the masochistic pleasure of lost love. Her Pandora station has welcomed in some equally folksy, innocent, "kumbaya"-esque artists that I can't seem to shake an affinity for. Not to mention she's a half-sibling of music GOD Rufus Wainwright, for whom she's also sung backup vocals, so she was in my favor before I even knew her name.

This might be a sufficient length for a post. Until then my imaginary followers, I bid you adieu.