If you’ve spent oh…five minutes here on this blog, then you’re probably in on the worst kept secret in the world: I love to cook. I love food, I love cooking, I love spending time in the kitchen. I love how it de-stresses me and makes me feel happy, I love how it helps me make other people happy. I’m pretty sure I have a 70-year-old Italian grandmother living inside of me and I’m totally OK with that (note: I realize that was a lot of love).
There’s one sort of strange thing I do when I cook, and that’s listen to old foreign music. It could be Italian (or Italian-American) or French (it doesn’t totally matter), I just love how it makes me feel like a little Julia Child…or something? Jeez. Are you still with me? In that case, you deserve a reward. Here’s a pretty nice cooking playlist:
I alluded to it last month, and truth be told, this is the Valentine’s Day post I’ve been looking forward to the most! There’s not a broken heart or a budding romance that music doesn’t help, so why not make a playlist for both sets this Valentine’s Day? Honestly, I’m not above belting out a great version of Since You’ve Been Gone in the shower (very out of tune, I might add) and one of the love songs is my absolute favorite karaoke tune–see if you can guess which one! Single, taken, or hanging with the girls this February 14th, I hope you enjoy both of these playlists!
If you couldn’t tell from all of my playlists (and my incessant concert talk), I’m a huge music geek. I like my music like I like my buffets–a little bit of everything (though none of it can touch on my plate…some weird OCD thing of mine). I could go on and on ranting about my favorites (Bruce, Beatles, Damien Rice, Mumford, Beirut, Dave just to name a few), but I’ll get to the point. I’ve been dying to see Bon Iver–for. like. ever. We’re talking going on two years here, but for some reason it just never fell together.
I was super bummed when I couldn’t make his Radio City concerts last week–until I hit a stroke of good luck and received an invite to a private performance (eek!) for work (<insert insanely obnoxious happy dance here). Let me tell you, they’re phenominal live. Justin Vernon (the band’s front man) plays with this incredible, infections passion and talent just oozes out of every member in the zillion-piece band. Considering nothing I say can really do them justice, I figured it’d be best to throw together a playlist of my favorite songs for those of you who may not be familiar. You + a cozy blanket + a cup of coffee (or hot chocolate, if that’s your thing) + this playlist = bliss. I promise.
Also, we need to talk. The new Mumford and Sons album, Babel, is perfection. Is anyone else listening to it on repeat like me?