Music: The XX

If you haven't heard this song yet, you're doing life wrong. It is quite possibly the most delicate and sugary sappy love songs I've heard recently. What? Is that really a question? OF COURSE I cried the first time I heard it. Listen and then we can talk.

Again, I realize my blog updates are a little overemotional lately. But so am I. Love is an overwhelming and powerful thing and causing my emotionometer to go all wacky. Emotionometer. It's a thing now. Make it happen.

Music has always been a pillar in our relationship. Our first kind-of-date was at his best friend's band's show. Then a week later I forced him to go to a fest put together by a local radio station that featured a few bands, most notably Florence & the Machine and Noel Gallagher's High-Flying Birds. Wonderwall happened. And then I died of happy. And during a time when we weren't even supposed to be speaking to each other, we drank whiskey and listened to music for hours which made me fall even more in love than I already was. So busted.

So the first time I listened to this song and actually paid attention, I immediately picked up the phone WHILE DRIVING to tell him to listen to it. It was a necessary risk.

If you like this, you will most likely enjoy all of the lovely music by The XX. Just remember to be aware of your emotionometer.