Missing

... That's what Chris Holmes is from my music collection: (sort of) missing. Because he refuses to go corporate - the nerve of artistic integrity! - and whore the heck out of his EP, Get Yer Yum-Yum's Out! One must settle for buying individual songs off his MySpace, which I have shamelessly done.

Chris Holmes - China [mf]

Although not everyone will see fireworks when spinning this gem, something about it is relentlessly comforting. The quirky electronica paired with Chris's tranquil delivery is like turning on audio Xanax; my anxiety is instantly subdued without all the pesky withdrawal symptoms of Alprazolam. Chris is good friends with Josh Radin, which after you listen to this track, completely makes sense. Holmes produced Radin's 4-star (Rolling Stone) debut We Were Here, as well as his duet with indie darling/occasional actress Schuyler Fisk, "Paperweight" off The Last Kiss Soundtrack.

You won't find this one many places, so show it some love.

I take it all in instead of writing it down

Trying to find a way to get out of this town

Searching for contact

Waiting on the last act

Biding my time because I'll never be back

Hoping to find that I'm one of a kind

Willing to settle for some piece of mind

I'm gonna sail to China

Or move to Carolina

Find myself some peace

And take myself some time to fall

And I'll fall, And I'll fall

For the first pretty girl

I'll give her my heart and I'll make her my world

And we'll dance

All we live and all we are

And all our lives we're all unsure

All we do and all we see

And all we want and all we need

All we feel and all we know

And all we hide and all we show

All we take and all we give

And all we die and all we live

(Repeat)

Bonus Track: Beck - Missing [mf]

If you can't tell, I'm in love with the highlighted portion. Or maybe just relate too much. Book me a one-way ticket to Hong Kong.

P, L, and Yum-Yums,
LTK

Jason

Coconut Records - My Microphone (Off their upcoming EP/CD) [mf]

Slow down, you are out of control
One of us is right, and one of us is wrong
And, I know that you're not coming home
There's nowhere to park, after it gets dark, yeah
Can't tell what I want when you sing
So keep it to yourself, I haven't missed anything

You are my voice, my microphone
You are my voice, so take me on
You are my voice

Slow down, you are out of control
It could be so easy if it didn't feel so wrong
And, warmed up and your hair is too long
What if I was young? What if I was younger?
And so, finally she showed
I never should have asked, it was a long time ago

You are my voice, my microphone
You are my voice, so take me on
You are my voice
You are my voice
(Repeat)

Bonus Track: Sufjan Stevens - Jason [mf]

Sidenote: I f-ing love you Jason Schwartzman. Marry me already.

Peace, Love, and Rushmore Appreciation,
LTK