bete noire.

i'm often ridiculed for my awful, particularly varied taste in music by my family and friends alike. but despite this, i'm actually quite proud of the fact my shuffle can go from neil diamond to dubstep in a mere millisecond. maybe i'll make this a regular occurence, who knows. but here's one of my many daft playlists i spend a ridiculous amount of time making. this is the one i played whilst trailing and trudging hopefully through the highs and pitfalls i take pleasure in called NY fashion week. this one's for you, anna. and in case you actually wanted to listen to any of this, a little linky.

florence & the machine - heavy in your arms (i'll eat up anything new florence throws at me)
arcade fire - maps (yeah yeah yeahs cover) (just because sometimes it's better than the orginal...)
stars - your ex lover is dead (there is no subliminal message here at all, i promise...)
frou frou - the dumbing down of love (i'll love imogen heap forever but frou frou were amazing, and this little song is so ghostly)
fleet foxes - tiger mountain peasant song (loooooove fleet foxes, they just chill me out)
carla bruni - quelqu'un m'a dit (hmm, guilty pleasure. plus singing in french is just a little more chic, oui?)
devendra banhart - lover (the most beautiful man alive, period.)
simian mobile disco - audacity of huge (maybe another guilty pleasure...)
cocorosie - lemonade (i feel guilty for not having listened to their new album as thoroughly as i should have, defos a guilt pick)
elliott smith - waltz #2 (XO) (helped eased how tragic caroline herrera was)
laura marling - goodbye england (covered in snow) (hmm, cause she's just amazing.)
johnny flynn - drum (as above!)
prince - she's always in my hair (I LOVE PRINCE)