Today we look to London… because they are way cooler than us and their boys are progressively getting dental care and looking all hot and shit. Plus, if they get old and look like Colin Firth, I will marry one tomorrow. Ummm… yeah… what was I talking about? Oh yeah, bands and shit from London. Got it.
Bobby Long is adorable and singer/songwriters make me swoon in a way that just as I start to longingly tilt my head and sigh, I kind of also want to punch myself in the vag for being such a little bitch. Nonetheless, I like him. Very much.
Bombay Bicycle Club should be an indie household name at this point. My friend Rickie is so madly in love with them that he is flying to NYC in two weeks to see them. They are delicious and provide a sound that rarely seems unfit for the occasion. I love them and their name. They are the win.