Summercamp – Losing My Mind (St. Etienne Remix)

Here’s the original:

‘You don’t love me like you used to’

Yet again Summercamp has the most amazing lyrics, would it be biased to think that Jeremy Warmsley (had a crush on him for 6 years) is the reason.

Here’s my favourite song by him when he was solo.

Posted this a year ago just thought I’d remind you how amazing he is 🙂

If he breaks your heart
I will break his legs
If he takes the piss
I will break his face
If he fucks it up
I will kill him stone cold dead
If he breaks your heart
Will I stand a chance?

If he hangs around
Like an awful smell
I will have some words
I will keep you safe
If he never gets the message
Written loud and clear
I will write it down
I will take him down
If he breaks your heart
Will I stand a chance?


If he treats you right
I will be his friend
I will never sing
This song out loud
If he breaks your heart
I will break his legs
If he breaks your heart
I will break his face
If he breaks your heart
I will end him

If he breaks your heart
I still won’t stand a chance



The Tallest Man On Earth – The Gardener

So finally good musicians are making their way to South Africa! YAY! I got to see The Tallest Man On Earth Saturday night and he was amazing.

Here are some pretty pictures:

Matrimony -the wrote and the writ

This is a pretty cover but I think I might prefer the original I’m hoping it’s not just because Johnny Flynn is the best looking man I’ve ever seen

They’re taking pictures of the man from God
I hope his cassock’s clean
The burden of being our holy fellas
Your halo’d better gleam, better gleam

What of all those wayward priests?
The ones who like to drink
Do you suppose they’d swap their blood for wine
Like you swapped yours for ink, for ink

You wrote me, oh so many letters
And all of them seemed true
Promises look good on paper
Especially from you, from you

The weight of all those willing words
I carried all alone
You wouldn’t put your pen to bed
When we hadn’t found our own, our own

Your sentences rose high at night
And circled round my head
The circle’s since been broken
Like the priest before me is breaking bread

I’m being asked to drink the blood of Christ
And soon I’ll eat his flesh
I’m alone again before the altar
Shedding all my old regrets

The last of which I’ll tell you now
As it flies down the sink
I never knew a part of you
You didn’t set in ink, in ink

The letters that you left behind
No longer shall I read
Your blood’s between the pages
And I can’t stand to see you bleed

And I’ll soon forget what was never there
Your words are ash and dust
All that’s left is the song I’ve sung
The breath I’ve taken and the one I must

If you’re born with a love for the wrote and the writ
People of letters your warning stands clear
Pay heed to your heart and not to your wit
Don’t say in a letter what you can’t in my ear