Bloc Party returns with another album. The rawness of this new album is pretty refreshing. Not as good as their previous outings but as a die hard Blochead, I love it. This song is a beautiful gem on the jewel encrusted crown that is their albums. 

The Healing - Bloc Party

So Bloc Party has announced their fourth album, aptly titled: Four. Frontman, Kele Okereke has posted a beautiful insight to the journey and culmination of both his and Bloc Party’s past couple of years.

Along with this blog, which can be found here, the band released a trailer of sorts to promote the new album. I’d being lying if I said I didn’t get misty eyed when watching/reading all this news. This band means a lot to me in weird, almost spiritual way if that doesn’t sound cheesy enough. So check it out, and if you haven’t heard any of their tunes, check those out too. 

This photo is my everything. Raw emotion at it’s best.

(via thisisblocparty)

Kele Okereke, a personal hero of mine from arguably the best band in the universe (don’t try me), covered this issue of Advocate magazine. Over the years he’s become more and more open about his sexuality and it’s great to see him address it on a massive scale. Love ya, Kele!

Lyrically beautiful and ambient - the perfect song for today. 

So let’s stay in, let the sofa be our car
Let’s stay in, let the TV be our stars
I found my dancing shoes but they don’t fit
All the bright lights do is bore me
They bore me

I carry your heart here with me
I carry it in my heart

Bloc Party - “Ion Square” 

Bloc Party - “Tulips”

I CANNOT wait for this new album. This band has touched me in places oh so many times.

Bloc Party - “Ion Square”

This is why I love music. The beautiful lyrics, building track and just raw emotion of this song give me chills every time. Take a listen if you have 7 minutes to spare. 


"Who said unbroken happiness
Is a bore, is a bore?
Who said it, my love? I don’t mind it
Anymore, anymore

And I reach out a hand over your side of the bed
Pull that blanket over your shoulders exposed to the night
And the hunger of those early years will never return
But I don’t mind, I don’t mind

'Cause I love my mind when I'm fucking you
Slowed down to a crawl
Years of crime and the bread line
Have not at all dimmed your shine

So let’s stay in, let the sofa be our car
Let’s stay in, let the TV be our stars
I found my dancing shoes but they don’t fit
All the bright lights do is bore me
They bore me

I carry your heart here with me
I carry it in my heart
I carry your heart with me
I carry it in my heart”