This is essentially what I’ve been doing all day.
It’s also known as “howling along to full-volume Indie music because all of your flatmates have vacated for the summer and won’t be bothered by your awful singing”.

This is essentially what I’ve been doing all day.

It’s also known as “howling along to full-volume Indie music because all of your flatmates have vacated for the summer and won’t be bothered by your awful singing”.

Editors - Sugar
I’m a sucker for a decent bassline with a bit distortion on it (think of Muse’s Hysteria). Throw that with a rich bit of vocal and that’s me done. So give this a listen and see why I love this so much.
I’ve had this line in the back of my mind for ages, but never progressed with it (mainly Ss are absolute bastards to get right), but it’s finally in the sketchbook so it’s going to happen. At some point. 

Editors - Sugar

I’m a sucker for a decent bassline with a bit distortion on it (think of Muse’s Hysteria). Throw that with a rich bit of vocal and that’s me done. So give this a listen and see why I love this so much.

I’ve had this line in the back of my mind for ages, but never progressed with it (mainly Ss are absolute bastards to get right), but it’s finally in the sketchbook so it’s going to happen. At some point. 

So THIS just about made my day (if not my week). 

Very, very wonderful but it did make me feel a little guilty since in true Kit fashion I completely forgot about their music for a fair while after listening to it on repeat for some time.

Although after informing my group that what had happened, I was firmly told that Hoosiers is not pronounced ‘Hooz-yas’ as it is in my South London drawl.

On another note, after a long while of meaning to do so, I finally listened to their new singles. Put it this way, they were on my iPod within about a minute. Give Somewhere in the Distance and Make or Break a go.

TFIOS

So it last week me and my friends had a jaunt to town to go and see The Fault in Our Stars. I swore that I wasn’t going to cry since I don’t really ever cry at things like that and the book didn’t exactly choke me up.

When I read it, I told me eager mates that it was, ‘okay’ and was quickly berated for this. 

It turns out that I came out of the cinema half a pack of tissues less than I came in with and my eye makeup looking worse than the times I’ve accidentally taken a shower with it still on. 

I thought the casting choices for Hazel and Gus were fantastic, and much as I hate to admit it (as a book lover) I felt more attached to them in the film than I did the book. 

(I know, I know, I’m a traitor)