OH MY GOD TWO DAYS
Yes, it's yet ANOTHER fanmix. I know what you're all thinking, "God, Emily would you stop it with the giving of the free music and the weird rambling already?!"
Well, I won't!
So this mix started out as a Freddie/Cook/Effy mix-- and it still sort of is-- but it's kind of grown into more of a Cook mix, with bits of Freddie and Effy thrown in. Which is kind of nice, because there was the Freddie-centric vid, the 100% Effy EP, and now this has become Cook-focused. More of that equilateral stuff I love to talk about when it comes to these three kids. OT3!
It's pretty frenetic and aggressive for the most part, a little bit sad, and a lot about being in love with people who are in love with each other. Weirdly, I don't have that much to say about this. Except oh: I've Got Friends is SO Cook that it hurts my heart, as are The Libertines in general.
For
prisness as a smaller part of her (late late) Christmas present. But of course, you may listen too, especially since she most likely has all of these songs already.
dance to the sound of sirens- a freddie/cook/effy mix
one.
kiss kiss- the yeah yeah yeahs
we're three, we're three in the dark tonight/ and baby, my snake is a shark tonight...
two.
bad kids- the black lips
in class/ we are a minority/ got no/ respect for authority/ and won't/ play well with others...
three.
hey hey girl- the virgins
we're the wild type/ but we've been around the block one too many times tonight...
four.
take me to the riot- stars
you sprung me, i'm grateful/ i love when you tell me not to speak/ i owe you, but I know you/ you'll have me back but it's gonna take a week/ what now kid? which way love?/ will we ever make up and be friends?..
five.
whenever we finish- two hours traffic
we start every morning/ with two little jabs/ won't it be strange when/ we stop splitting cabs?..
six.
automatic stop- the strokes
i'm not your friend/ i never was/ so many fish there in the sea/ she wanted him, he wanted me/ that's just a phase, it's got to pass...
seven.
i've got friends- manchester orchestra
dirty on the ground is what i see/ need another reason why, i need another reason/ tell me to breathe/ the dirtier the sound, the best i breathe/ i tried to do it all for you/ it didn't do anything for me...
eight.
teen angst- m83
how fast we burn/ how fast we cry/ the more we learn/ the more we die...
nine.
ares- bloc party
i want to declare a war/ my fist breaks your porcelain nose/ there are other things that hands can do...
ten.
can't stand me now- the libertines
you shut me up and blamed it on the ground/ cornered the boy, kicked out at the world/ the world kicked back/ a lot fuckin' harder...
eleven.
wake up- arcade fire
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up/ we're just a million little gods causing rainstorms/ turning every good thing to rust/ i guess we'll just have to adjust...
rar!