DANCING ON MY OWN

As most of you may already know, I am a big music lover and sometimes post my random playlists. I have made no secret I am a HUGE Pentatonix fan, often rambling about them, their music and what they represent in terms of acceptance. This song, Dancing On My Own, is their first release since member…

DOOMED

I haven’t posted anything music related in two months now. I miss it but I’m not getting a decent playlist together. I don’t really know why. It’s not that I don’t have enough songs in my catalogue to suggest; I just don’t feel like they should be the current playlist. My brain is weird sometimes….

VALENTINES PLAYLIST

I know my February playlist is coming in very late. The problem is, I couldn’t decide if I was going to do a Valentines Playlist or a dark playlist “as black as my soul”, to make it really cheesy. I’m not in the mood for Valentines day. Barely husband did send me a valentines Bitmoji…

JANUARY PLAYLIST

It’s a new year and the first playlist of 2017 will bring something different. I have decided to go international! None of the songs listed is in English. At least not the original versions. They still mean a lot to me and, once again, will show my eclectic taste. 1. Caruso – Lucio Dalla (Italy) –…

XMAS PLAYLIST

I have a confession to make: I hate Christmas music! Well, most Xmas music, more specifically radio around Xmas time. The same songs play over and over again and I swear every time I hear Mariah Carey screaming ‘All I want for Christmas is you’ I feel like bashing my head against a brick wall. Also…

NOVEMBER PLAYLIST

A new month requires a new playlist. I am feeling more mellow than usual and the songs will show. Maybe a little too much heartbreak but I’m running with it as I do love the songs. As usual, I hope you enjoy my musical mood swings and random mind. Gravity – Sara Bareilles 2. Other Side…

PLAYLIST – SEPTEMBER 2016

As well as being a declared bookworm, I love music. It’s been part of my life since I can remember, even if my taste has drastically changed over the years and is nothing like my parents’. Maybe my mom’s but in their difficult marriage that is something else she muted herself on. I came home…