Happy New Year. Happy New Decade.
See you, in 2010.

Once in a blue moon. Bjärred, Sweden. (2009).
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Six Ways from Sunday is felix's daily starfish and waffles' resident music column. Your mix tape with a theme, clicking on the active links below lead you to full-length, third-party, tracks of the day's musical selections.
As always, happy listening.

1. See the World :: Gomez :: How We Operate (2006). There are still roads left in these shoes - and how about you? In 2010, see the world. "See the world / Find an old-fashioned girl / And when all's been said and done / It's the things that are given, not won / Are the things that you've earned."

2. Insomnia :: Electric President :: Electric President (2006). One of these sleepless nights, maybe a light turns on. "I hope you're learning to listen / And I hope you’re learning to stay / And I hope you find what you're missing / And I hope that you're making you're way."

3. Your Rocky Spine :: Great Lake Swimmers :: Ongiara (2007). Pine-gazing, sparse and jangly, starfish float me away lakeside in that north country folk. "I was moving across your frozen veneer / The sky was dark but you were clear / Could you feel my footsteps / And would you shatter, would you shatter, would you?"

4. It's Not True :: William Fitzsimmons :: Goodnight (2006). New year, new chances. "Should I decide it's true / That you would leave if given half the chance to go and / I'd be left here on my own / To find myself in bed / Wishing everything that changed would be the same."

5. If You Would Come Back Home :: William Fitzsimmons :: The Sparrow And The Crow (2008). No pretentiousness here. Just one wish. "If you would come back home / We could start all over / If you would come back home / I swear it would be better."

6. An Anniversary Away :: Reverie Sound Revue :: Reverie Sound Revue LP (2009). It's getting late; I can't remember the proper analogy now. Something about drifting away to distant shores. Something about the freckles on your face. Something about next year. "Start murmured hearts, and amplify the marks / From questions left to scar, the patterns I depart. / For beds better made, in a city to be named / By the one with the face; I tried to escape ... / I tried to escape."








