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Michael Buble’ pulls a fan on stage to sing with him and get’s shocked to hell when his fan has talent!
“Holy shit balls!”
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If you’re not excited as fuck for this movie then you’re fucking lying.
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I got inspired some more
Being a geek isn’t about what you love, it’s about how you love it. I’m a geek for geeks.
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Love is one kind of abstraction. And then there are those nights when I sleep alone, when I curl into a pillow that isn’t you, when I hear the tiptoe sounds that aren’t yours. It’s not as if I can conjure you there completely. I must embrace the idea of you instead.
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This song from the great, underrated songwriter Priscilla Renea was leaked as a demo about two years ago and I spent many a night on the stoop of my old apartment in Chelsea listening to it and crying, as I am wont to do. (Now I have a fire escape to sit and cry on, but still.) I’d thought it had disappeared into the industry ether, one of those warm secret songs I get to keep just for myself, but lo and behold, Demi Lovato cut it as a track on her new LP, which premiered yesterday.
Lovato’s version is great, but there’s a feeling in Renea’s original that I keep returning to: The delicate resignation in those finely rendered details, so evocative in their mundanity, which then builds to the sharp anguish of the chorus, and the way her voice almost cracks on the word “waist” on the bridge — oh, it’s just so fucking sad. “In Case” is as perfect a pop ballad as they come, and I’m glad it’ll be heard. In somebody’s voice, in anybody’s voice.
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