Tenho uma queda para o Indie, a minha última favorita é a nova-iorquina Ingrid Michaelson, album Girls and Boys, uma coisa em que tropecei no último episódio da minha querida Grey.
O Keep Breathing e The Corner of your Heart são lindos mas este Die Alone assumiu o controlo da minha cabine com rodas.
«I woke up this morning with a funny taste in my head.
Spackled some butter over my whole grain bread.
Something tastes different, maybe it's my tongue.
Something tastes different, suddenly I'm not so young.
(...)
I never thought I could love anyone but myself.
Now I know I can't love anyone but you.
You make me think that maybe I won't die alone.
Maybe I won't die alone.»
(from Die Alone, Girls and Boys, Ingrid Michaelson)
