I'm bruising from the inside out.

It's the time of year when everyone goes nuts for lists, and not just Christmas present lists. I've toyed with the idea of telling you all who I've liked this year, if only to fully decide and prioritise it for myself, but I don't care, so nor should you.

Life will continue as normal here, the longest list you'll see is three.

I went and saw Fever Ray on Saturday, and ever since I've had this silent beat entwined around my bones.

This song has kept it there:

High Places - I was Born

High Places sound like School of Seven Bells having a day off; a beautiful, pained and tribal reverberation from duo Mary Pearson and Rob Barber.

.x.