and shit, yeah, it's cool

My name is Kirsten. I am arguably a human being.
I left my heart in Aberdeen and 90% of the time I wish I was sitting down. The rest of the time I'm probably sitting down.
These are the things that I like. Hello.

This gets stuck in my head a lot. These guys are real nice.

I genuinely wouldn’t give a shit about this song if it wasn’t by Dolly Parton. I think she might be the most pleasant person to ever have existed.

I am subjected to eight hours a day of BBC Radio 2 at work and they have been playing this song a lot. At first I didn’t really pay much attention to it other than thinking, “Aww… Dolly Parton…: but it has worn me down and I think I now have strong feelings of love for it. Yeah yeah, it’s just a cheesy motivational song about trying your best and achieving your dreams, but it’s almost a power-ballad and I am a sucker for a song I can mime and emotionally air-grab too. Also she gave a phone interview to Steve Wright the other day (ughhhh…) and she said that she originally wrote it as an anthem for her CHILDHOOD LITERACY PROGRAM. Best lady. And what a voice! Dolly’s still got it, even if she doesn’t use it live.

I’m applying for another job right now that looks awesome and BY GOD, I’M GOING TO GET IT BECAUSE DOLLY TOLD ME I COULD IF I JUST SET MY MIND TO IT!

That sure showed them!

That sure showed them!

This has been a long time coming.
 
It has been a total joy to watch the progress of Seas, Starry. They are a bunch of my pals who are so talented that it gives me an inferiority complex. DON’T LOOK ME IN THE EYES! 

The band started as a solo project by my friend Jan, who needed an outlet for all his fuzz visions, and would record tracks alone in his flat. The outcome was pretty impressive for being just one person, a guitar, lots of pedals and a drum machine, but he was soon encouraged to put a band together. It was here that he was introduced to Claire, a left-handed guitar-menace, who would later become his fiancé but more importantly THE QUEEN OF MY HEART. My boyfriend Dave was recruited to play bass for them at this time, as well as Mike ‘Mike Blair’ Blair – The Most Stylish Man In Pop Music – also on guitar (if he tries to introduce himself to you as “the third best guitarist in Seas, Starry”, the accepted response is “F___ you, Mike Blair!” it’s the only way he’ll learn to not be so down on himself) and a drummer called Martin. After months of rehearsing together and composing new material, as well as working on Jan’s original stuff, they played their first gig. It was one of the slickest debut sets I’ve seen. I remember saying to Dave afterward that I had a feeling they were going to do well, “Like… Errors well.” was my theory.
 
There have been a few shuffles of their line-up since Martin, who had a family to look after and limited time, left and Dave moved to Edinburgh, but the band have stayed together since. Every time I hear someone try to compare them to another band, it’s never the same one. My Bloody Valentine, Labradford, Kinski, Godspeed… The point is, they’ve finally got an album out and it sounds fantastic. 

The night of the album launch last week was the best I’ve ever seen them. They had two drummers for the set, three of the songs where Claire went Mo Tucker too. It was amazing. They’ve worked hard for this so please give them a listen. The album is currently streaming at http://seasstarry.bandcamp.com/album/tyto-alba - you know what to do.

This has been a long time coming.
 
It has been a total joy to watch the progress of Seas, Starry. They are a bunch of my pals who are so talented that it gives me an inferiority complex. DON’T LOOK ME IN THE EYES!

The band started as a solo project by my friend Jan, who needed an outlet for all his fuzz visions, and would record tracks alone in his flat. The outcome was pretty impressive for being just one person, a guitar, lots of pedals and a drum machine, but he was soon encouraged to put a band together. It was here that he was introduced to Claire, a left-handed guitar-menace, who would later become his fiancé but more importantly THE QUEEN OF MY HEART. My boyfriend Dave was recruited to play bass for them at this time, as well as Mike ‘Mike Blair’ Blair – The Most Stylish Man In Pop Music – also on guitar (if he tries to introduce himself to you as “the third best guitarist in Seas, Starry”, the accepted response is “F___ you, Mike Blair!” it’s the only way he’ll learn to not be so down on himself) and a drummer called Martin. After months of rehearsing together and composing new material, as well as working on Jan’s original stuff, they played their first gig. It was one of the slickest debut sets I’ve seen. I remember saying to Dave afterward that I had a feeling they were going to do well, “Like… Errors well.” was my theory.
 
There have been a few shuffles of their line-up since Martin, who had a family to look after and limited time, left and Dave moved to Edinburgh, but the band have stayed together since. Every time I hear someone try to compare them to another band, it’s never the same one. My Bloody Valentine, Labradford, Kinski, Godspeed… The point is, they’ve finally got an album out and it sounds fantastic.

The night of the album launch last week was the best I’ve ever seen them. They had two drummers for the set, three of the songs where Claire went Mo Tucker too. It was amazing. They’ve worked hard for this so please give them a listen. The album is currently streaming at http://seasstarry.bandcamp.com/album/tyto-alba - you know what to do.

Pfft, I wish. 
I have dreamt about Superchunk twice in the past week.

Pfft, I wish.
I have dreamt about Superchunk twice in the past week.

This is my mental screensaver.

This is my mental screensaver.

The first in a series of motivational Post-Its I’ve started leaving myself at work.

The first in a series of motivational Post-Its I’ve started leaving myself at work.

My favourite Mac Demarco look is ‘former wrestler’.

My favourite Mac Demarco look is ‘former wrestler’.

This is last week’s record. It is also modelling the lovely new box we got to keep our records in. It cost a fiver from a market after we had given up on finding a decent one. Nae bad. 
 
I’m trying to keep a mental list of albums that I love so that I can slowly collect them on vinyl. It might seem like a waste of money to buy things I already have, but a lot of my favourite albums I didn’t actually properly buy in the first place. No five-finger discounts or anything but usually they’ll have been borrowed from friends and family or copies were given to me. This is one of those. In 2005, a friend of my dad’s gave him a CD-R of the Arcade Fire’s ‘Funeral’ and after he was done with having it on rotation in the car, he passed it onto me. I listened to it incessantly and to this day still associate it with Myspace, doing my Standard Grades and the game ‘Teabug’ invented by my friend Rory (two people stand facing each other, but several strides apart, and take it in turns to try and throw a teabag into the person opposite’s wide-open mouth. If they aim correctly and it successfully lands on target, the receiver has to eat the whole teabag. Great, unhygienic fun for all the family)
 
After Neon Bible came out, I didn’t keep tabs on the band so much. The Suburbs managed to completely pass me by, but I finally got the chance to see them live in 2012 at Edinburgh Castle and I was excited to end a seven-year wait. I’d never been at anything at the mini-stadium they construct every summer and was struck by how intimate it felt, despite being pretty big. The Castle itself was an ace backdrop to the whole gig and the band claimed it was the prettiest show they had ever played. They were great, but I decided that seeing them live once was probably enough.
Reflektor the single was good, but again, I missed out on the album. Not deliberately, but as with the Suburbs, it slipped by me. When we went to Primavera at the end of May, we went to see Shellac, and once they were done we decided to head to the stage that Arcade Fire were playing at. We had heard that they’d really upped their game in terms of live show since Reflektor came out and although by the time we got to them the entire radius of the stage was completely packed, they were brilliant. We couldn’t see anything through the crowds, but they sounded ace and must have played the majority of their back catalogue. Pretty impressive. The love for them had definitely come back. I decided that I would seriously need to listen to the last two albums but still haven’t got round to it. A few weeks later, we watched their Glastonbury performance on TV and in the excitement of how brilliant they were, I finally did the right thing and ordered Funeral.
 
So here we are. Cool story, bro.

This is last week’s record. It is also modelling the lovely new box we got to keep our records in. It cost a fiver from a market after we had given up on finding a decent one. Nae bad.
 
I’m trying to keep a mental list of albums that I love so that I can slowly collect them on vinyl. It might seem like a waste of money to buy things I already have, but a lot of my favourite albums I didn’t actually properly buy in the first place. No five-finger discounts or anything but usually they’ll have been borrowed from friends and family or copies were given to me. This is one of those. In 2005, a friend of my dad’s gave him a CD-R of the Arcade Fire’s ‘Funeral’ and after he was done with having it on rotation in the car, he passed it onto me. I listened to it incessantly and to this day still associate it with Myspace, doing my Standard Grades and the game ‘Teabug’ invented by my friend Rory (two people stand facing each other, but several strides apart, and take it in turns to try and throw a teabag into the person opposite’s wide-open mouth. If they aim correctly and it successfully lands on target, the receiver has to eat the whole teabag. Great, unhygienic fun for all the family)
 
After Neon Bible came out, I didn’t keep tabs on the band so much. The Suburbs managed to completely pass me by, but I finally got the chance to see them live in 2012 at Edinburgh Castle and I was excited to end a seven-year wait. I’d never been at anything at the mini-stadium they construct every summer and was struck by how intimate it felt, despite being pretty big. The Castle itself was an ace backdrop to the whole gig and the band claimed it was the prettiest show they had ever played. They were great, but I decided that seeing them live once was probably enough.
Reflektor the single was good, but again, I missed out on the album. Not deliberately, but as with the Suburbs, it slipped by me. When we went to Primavera at the end of May, we went to see Shellac, and once they were done we decided to head to the stage that Arcade Fire were playing at. We had heard that they’d really upped their game in terms of live show since Reflektor came out and although by the time we got to them the entire radius of the stage was completely packed, they were brilliant. We couldn’t see anything through the crowds, but they sounded ace and must have played the majority of their back catalogue. Pretty impressive. The love for them had definitely come back. I decided that I would seriously need to listen to the last two albums but still haven’t got round to it. A few weeks later, we watched their Glastonbury performance on TV and in the excitement of how brilliant they were, I finally did the right thing and ordered Funeral.
 
So here we are. Cool story, bro.