Bliss

 Syntax - Bliss

Australe

Hans Zimmer - Time

 Artic monkeys - Do I wanna know?

 Madik ft. Veela - Ghost assassin

The National - About today

Nita

Noir Desir - A la longue

She isn't in full colour mode. Jean foretold red irises and coloured streak in her hair.  When she feel belligerent I reckon. Adrenaline coloured. That'd be her, Anita Sawblade.

Lucie

Lucie found her heart in a Fernery, on a Monday. Wearing a dress that sleeved her hips. Hem close to the ground, bare feet. What else to do? Lucie picked it from the ground. Surely the reason behind the dress would have seen a faded sequin, abandoned in the soil. Did not gave it a second look. That's the thing with heart, unless it's yours, you walk away. It is a really small heart. There was no pocket in the siren dress, so Lucie's heart got stowed away next to her library card and instantaneously forgotten.

Last Monday, Lucie sought her heart for the nth time. She had forgotten about the library hideway until then. The heart now has a scar from the library. So, she decided to shift it to the ID fold. Trouble will be on, although the siren dress may never be used again.
But Lucie, Tendre Lumiere, I'm not sure hearts beat that well, once identified.
I see I am going to have to take your heart away. For you to find again, in a familiar cage, beating against your bones. I don't think you'll love me for that.

Fink - Trouble is what you're in

The sands of time

Last week, the delicate hands of green-eyed Laura, a red ribbon adorning her wrist, were looking after the sands of time.So, according to Brad, I have to lay my body somewhere now and hopefully, You'd get the dark side of the Moon next.

Strikes again

Something in my head since I tried Talisker.

"En pleine possession de ses moyens". Hum.

Something like, totally in control.

 Go Figure.

Defintely still Three Doors Down - Kryptonite

Undecided

Scar

Damien Rice - Cheers Darlin'

(...)"Cheers darlin'

I've got your wedding bells in my ear
Cheers darlin'
You give me three cigarettes to smoke my tears away"(...)

Gone up in smoke - glory box

Conny

Portishead - Glory Box

For lease

NIN - Every day is exactly the same