start your december off right.

Poems read by Tom Hiddleston: Just click on this link and be thankful.

The dreamiest of the dream. The new simile for celestial glory is Tom's voice wrapped in his smile.

There is also a link on that page to download the tracks (19 in all) if you want to be like me and, er, listen to them while driving to work and be listening so intently you're suddenly going 35 mph on I-15. In the opposite direction of traffic. With your left blinker on since you left your house. Somehow.

you don't say.

True words from a great author. Also, I need this:

ouch my heart.

love this man.

Apparently I'm the last to hop on this bandwagon but it's one of those things where not one single crap is being given, because I'm here now.

This man's songs? And his face, style, and general amazingness? Lots of love.












Photo by Lauren Dukoff.

Beauty, Thy Name is Joshua Radin.

Tonight Cara, Janae, and Tanner went to see Joshua Radin at In The Venue and, oh wow. Usually I can find some way to express myself but trying to do so after hearing this man's music live is near impossible. Never before has a show evoked such a strong emotional response in me; I'm talking full on teary-eyed emotion. He is extremely talented--one of my favorite songs of his he wrote when he was sixteen years old. Unbelievable. His, uh, extreme physical beauty even seemed a little superfluous after seeing him handle the guitar and amazing vocals.

Not that I wasn't aware of it from the beginning ;)

I love love love this man and anything musical his mind produces.

Ingrid Michaelson opened for him, along with an Alexa...something (I can't remember her last name), and they both had their share of talent. All in all, it was a good night--particularly the always-eventful post-show Denny's trip--and I'm happy to say I'm now a believer in the "mellow" show movement.