TT3: Fleet Foxes Sun it Rises

This entire album is the very soundtrack of my trip to Eastern Europe. It reminds me of many moments from that trip, but MOST vividly, it reminds me of Kiev. I still dream about Kiev and the monastaries and communist apartment buildings and dazzling trolleys and subways. And I hear these songs and I am immediately there.

I especially recommend Ragged Wood and White Winter Hymnal, but the whole album is another time and place so sweet, so bright, and so unearthly that it makes me want to spit fire at the monotony of a desk job and whisk myself and my dearest love away to the cold and steamy air of the good people of Ukraine and live out our days in a freezing 10th floor cement apartment building teaching english and never looking back.

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Unknown said…

Adventure! I am so jealous of your adventures!

You should totally "whisk" dan away and take on the world.

=)

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