DUROC MUSICQS

So, I am in bed, and after a long day of rain, and total bewilderment by the French tense passe, and Thai Chicken soup with pork, and French sushi (everything is some sort of Maki- they have separate menus for Americans here, which are definitely kids menus. Like, I think the Japanese restaurant was offering blue soda and a smiley face Mint Orea Volcano Sundae after), and a crepe that I didn't have money for so I ducked into the subway, and rain, and a two hour nap, I can't really bear rapping about all of this Paris jive for another thirty minutes, so I think I'll offer you a list of albums, thay I have gotten very acquainted with here. This will come in routine updates, with a few notes.

"XX," by The xx.
"Apologies to Queen Mary," Wolf Parade.
"Court and Spark," Joni Mitchell.
"Album," by Girls.
"Feels," and "Strawberry Jam," Animal Collective.
"Person Pitch," Panda Bear.
"Far," by Regina Spektor.
"Ys," by Joanna Newsom.
"Liars," by Liars.

I've been quite familar with all of them, probably excepting xx, but each has somehow blended into my Daily Routine, my Quotidien Quota very amiably. Nothing makes me more uncomfortable than when I go through phases in which the way that I approach listening to music changes, but it invariably tumbles out something worth welcoming.