It feels like winter has just hit. I walked home from work in the rain with my feet squelching in my shoes, and immediately donned my trackydacks.
It’s the sort of weather where I want to curl up with a nanna blanket, and mulled red wine. I crave music by The National, Still Corners, Portishead, Zero 7, Silversun Pickups, and they greet me like old friends.
Yo La Tengo is my newest cold weather friend.