but for now we are young, let us lay in the sun and count every beautiful thing we can see

songs of the day:

Everybody should listen to Fleet Foxes.

Always and forever. They are amazingly poetic, peppy and somber at the same time, and just overall fantastic. Please love them as much as I do.

penniless and tired with your hair grown long

if i had an orchard, i'd work till i'm sore...

gold hair in the sunlight, my light in the dark

bands with beards are just better. (ahem—band of horses, fleet foxes, avett brothers, my morning jacket, charlie daniels, and the quintessential musically inclined beards—zz top. can you tell i'm from alabama?)

the FF magic is in the beard(s)

the lovely, lovely bearded, banjo-boasting, and bandana-ed scott avett

ben bridwell of boh with some more bearded goodness

p.s. my two favorite Fleet Foxes lyrics also have something to do with hair... is there something wrong with me?

update: i just got tickets to see fleet foxes in july in denver. you could say that i'm a little bit excited.