New discovery of the week comes courtesy of a catchy lyrical reference over at absolultepunk.net. Moose Blood is a good band, if you didn’t know, a UK-bred emo quartet with high-energy tension, wallowing realities, poppy fills and enough lyrical references to merit footnotes. Their aesthetic is everything I like about the emo revival (and the exact one I’ve been in the mood for all day), and their 2013 release “Moving Home” is six tracks of guitar-driven goodness in fifteen minutes or less. Easy to take in, easy to hold onto. Nights like this are why I love discovering new music, and why it is so often what I do when I’ve got time to kill – because you never know what might sound perfectly right.

“Bukowski’s growing old,

 this coffee’s getting cold
I guess I’ll never know
why you closed the window
Start reading Hemingway,
start drinking cups of Earl Grey, 

then I guess maybe one day..
I’ll be yours forever
I’m the best book you’ll never read
you make me feel like Jimmy Dean
you make me feel like Morrissey
when you undress from your best dress..

To keep warm, I’ll bring a sweater
you can have mine, it looks better
and honestly, you can take it home.
We’ll take blankets to stay safe
I’ll do my best to stay out of your way
then I guess maybe one day,
I’ll be yours forever.

I’ll introduce you to Clarity
teach you the words to ‘The Sound Of Settling,’
make you watch High Fidelity
on a Sunday, maybe one day.


To keep warm, I’ll bring a sweater
you can have mine, it looks better
and honestly, you can take it home.

To keep warm, I’ll bring a sweater
you can have mine, it looks better

and honestly, you can take it home.

~Bukowski 
Moose Blood, Moving Home