well cats and kittens, it's that time of year again. the weather gets cold, scarves become acceptable to wear (yes, i'm talking to you, hipsters), and the library becomes a second home. it seems apropos then to return to what is swiftly becoming this blog's bread and butter - understated singer-songwriters. i have a few to offer, and wholly suggest that if you like what you hear, that you go about picking up the full albums, as nothing is more conducive to mindless memorization of statutes than good music.
the first song comes from brighton, england's fin greenall. recording under the monosyllabic monicker fink, greenall's voice is quite mellow, but distinctive enough to keep your attention. i love songs like This Is The Thing; it's just as easy to listen to actively as it is to let it ease into the background as you take the first tenuous steps into wordy l'heureux-dube dissent.
fink - this is the thing
our second contribution comes from Lovísa Elísabet Sigrúnardóttir, aka lay low. featuring the most fantastic background in the world (born in london to a sri lankan father and an icelandic mother), she fills the sizeable indie-folk gap in my library left by she & him, who we haven't heard from since 2008. I Forget It's There kind of sounds like what the black keys would sound like, if they were female. and less guitar-y. and more adorable.
lay low - i forget it's there
happy learning!
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