1.08.2009

infatuated.

She & Him. From what I have heard of their album "Volume One" I am speechless. The lyrics are personal and random, for lack of a better term, resembling private journal entries. Put to M. Ward's incredible composition along with Deschanel's familiar yet unique and soothing vocals, makes it all that more heart-hitting. It has a very aged and sincere feel to it. While listening to certain songs I can close my eyes and imagine being in a club, smoke in the air, martinis on the table, surrounded by men in suits and women in extravagant dresses. Like, old-day Hollywood. I am currently in love with this album. Completely infatuated and utterly wooed.

"Cried all night till there was nothing more
What use am I as a heap on the floor?
Heaving devotion but it's just no good
Taking it hard just like you knew I would
Old habits die hard when you got
When you got a sentimental heart
Piece of the puzzle, and you're my missing part
Oh, what can you do with a sentimental heart?
Oh, what can you do with a sentimental heart?
Cried all night till there was nothing more
What use am I as a heap on the floor?
Heaving devotion but it's just no good
Taking it hard just like you knew I would
Old habits die hard when you got
When you got a sentimental heart
Piece of the puzzle, and I'm your missing part
Oh, what can do you with a sentimental heart?"

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