if i didn’t have music, i would probably be dead.

i love you messy vocals, i love you whining into the mic, i love you moaning into the mic, i love you soft voice cracks, i love you loud voice cracks, i love you messy vocals, i love you desperate and frustuated singers, i love you sincerity, i love you sighs, i love you wails, i love you deep lyrics, i love you messy and heartbroken lyrics, i love you crying into the mic, i love you working out emotions and crisis through song, i love you yearning, i love you lost innocence, i love you i love you i love you

telling jokes and selling rope

SOMETHING VERDANT, SOMETHING BLOOMING, SOMETHING GOLDEN, SOMETHING DEAD

I was bored so here you go I suppose!!

WE'RE PROVING TO EACH OTHER,

So guys, about being stuck in traditional. I lied, but now I have 10% so I must rush this post very very very much mmm help.

EITHER WAY GTWS REACTION TO THIS STATEMENT???

However I just think in general this song has that third life vibe much like tongues and teeth does. :)) Its lively and energetic, a bit of a biting dog, sure– BUT IN A GOOD WAY!!!

I DON'T KNOW IF IT'S LOVE ANYMORE... BUT I'VE BEEN THINKING OF YOU FONDLY, FOR SURE... REMEMBER WHAT YOUR HEART IS FOR...

being a los campesinos! fan is so fucking humiliating like yeah man this songs about a guy who got so sexually frustrated at a sports bar that he passed out in a puddle of his own vomit in the bathroom. its got a bunch of really long extended metaphors about different soccer plays and references to english experimental novelists that i dont understand at all to be fully honest. literal work of art. it brought me to tears on public transit once

in my dream I sat and watched and listened to an entire song and music video in spanish that doesn't exist....

I'm not even semi fluent in Spanish...

my dream also included me meeting los campesinos but they were russian

what.

nice spotify link! if you should go blind and deaf i’ll cleanse and i’ll bathe you and i’ll cook for you daily i will take a dry ballpoint pen and trace on your chest all of the same conversations that we have now in bed

miserbilia by los campesinos

Wilbur is prioritizing gig venues with gender-neutral restrooms, access for people with disabilities, and areas for people who get uncomfortable or are not able to be in large crowds! He is also working to set up tickets at an affordable price for people with low-incomes, where people can also email if these tickets sell out. Gareth from Los Campesinos! sent him a lot of information on setting all of these up for Lovejoy shows!

honestly my favorite thing about los campesinos as a whole is how each song feels so similar and familiar, and yet, each song is so distinct from the others and invokes such a hyper-specific emotion. like to tundra? the melancholy acceptance of our own mortality. coda: a burn scar in the shape of the sooner state? how you feel when you're crying on the floor of your shower at 1am with the lights turned off. the time before the last time? sobbing as you drive home in the pouring rain, but make it cinematic. hung empty? the feeling of exploring a brand new place, a new chapter of life, and the excitement coupled with creeping unease that comes with it. she crows (documented minor emotional breakdown #4)? sitting in a dimly lit diner far later at night than anyone should be out, reflecting on your life and everything that brought you to this moment, looking back on all of your successes and failures and everyone who's loved you and hated you and everything in between—and accepting them all and being proud of how much you've grown and how far you've come. we are beautiful, we are doomed? the feeling of being a teenager, of being rebellious, of doing all the things you're told you shouldn't do just because it's finally hit you just how fleeting life is and how badly you want to live when it feels like you're on the brink of dying. this is a flag. there is no wind? the very essence of apathy, of feeling trapped in your own life, of wanting to break free and be undeniably yourself but feeling like that's downright impossible. glue me? the feeling of being held in the arms of your dearest love, the feeling of being surrounded by something safe, something familiar, something that feels like home.

holy fuck i love this band

the black bird is a part of me, a part of me, so sad to see