In which A-Trak lives out my Brooklyn dreams…
one hundred years of solitude, gabriel garcia marquez, page 1.
RIP Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
One Hundred Years of Solitude is one of my favorite books of all time, and begins with one of the best opening sentences ever. I read it on a summer vacation in Panama as a teenager; it was the perfect setting. I’d read his magic sometimes out on my grandparents’ porch in the sticky humidity, other times under the mosquito netting on my bed at a relative’s farmhouse with the sounds of the jungle close by. It was perfect and his words were alive. He will be missed.
The Virgin Suicides (1999)
"What we have here is a dreamer. Somebody out of touch with reality. When she jumped, she probably thought she’d fly."
We knew the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love, and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.
"Elian’s Theme, Based on a True Story" - Leikeli47
I wrote a few kind words about rap newcomer Leikeli47’s last mixtape back in January, and my feelings haven’t changed. This song in particular is nothing but fire. Don’t sleep.
"Disco//Very" & "Keep It Healthy" - Warpaint
I’m decidedly indifferent about Warpaint, but this video embodies how I feel during the transition into spring. Obsession.
"Don’t Wait" - Mapei
Mapei’s “Don’t Wait” came out a century ago, and today it FINALLY receives some sun-kissed visuals. A little context for those just hearing this song and her name for the first time: Mapei’s a singer-sometimes-rapper raised in Stockholm who used to sing back-up for Lykke Li. She’s going it alone now, and had one of the most inescapably catchy songs of last year with “Don’t Wait” (which likely paved the way for her new record deal with Columbia). Thankfully, someone threw some label dollars at her as this video is long overdue. Along with that new deal comes news of a debut album on the way. Keep your eye on Mapei.
"Stay With Me" - Sam Smith
All the feels. I’ve been having quite the Adele-esque soulmate love affair with Sam Smith for what feels like ages, but in actuality it’s more like six months. If you’re not paying attention to this man now, don’t sleep.
— A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway (via aprilmayparker)