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A Little Party Never Killed Nobody // Fergie (The Great Gatsby)

fyeahcuteindie:

The National - Apartment Story | Boxer

Oh we’re so disarming darling, everything we did believe
is diving diving diving diving off the balcony
Tired and wired we ruin too easy
sleep in our clothes and wait for winter to leave

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siclvicious:

Maps // Yeah Yeah Yeahs

they don’t love you like I love you.

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Vampire Weekend - Hannah Hunt

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justpiercetheveilalready:

i love the feeling of listening to new music and you really like it from the first listen and you just

dude

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Filed under: YES, music,

johnentwlstle:

it literally stresses me out how much good music there is that i still haven’t listened to

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Filed under: me, music,

b-lackdahlia:

ensol:

idrownideas:

The xx - Together

so good

THIS IS FUCKING PERFECT OKAY

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Filed under: the xx, music,

The Shouting Matches - Grownass Man

midgetsarentreal:

This album is gold, listen to it.

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bikwin5:

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BODY ONCE TOLD ME

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floruhh:

Smother | Daughter

I’m wasted, losing time
I’m a foolish, fragile spine
I want all that is not mine
I want him but we’re not right

In the darkness I will meet my creators
And they will all agree, that I’m a suffocator

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foreveragoforemma:

the shouting matches

when justin does that scream at 1:08 oh my god

The Shouting Matches covering Son House’s “Death Letter Blues”

before-murder-was-cool:

The Shouting Matches - Mother, When’s the Judgement Gonna Come?

theycallmechl0e:

Rökkurró- Svanur

THIS HAS GOT TO BE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING I HAVE EVER LISTENED TO.

Translation:
She sat alone by the lake and sang to him Bittersweet songs until he appeared. My swan, my swan, do tell me where do you sail to when the sun goes away? My swan, my swan, do tell me where do you sail to when the sun goes away? She felt as he understood her but she never got any answers. About life on the other side, if he knew a better world. My swan, my swan give me the freedom to follow you. My swan, my swan give me the freedom to follow you.

upperstories:

opolla:

tricksterroxylalonde:

ectogasmic:

napoleonbonerhard:

Thrift Shop 8bit (x)
Macklemore

dude this sounds like really bad ass boss music holy shit??

wow

whoops my hand slipped

WHOA

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