summer summer summer

I have one exam left and I will finally have finished. I am feeling so so so summery! The new Cults album, Cults, is AMAZING! I think that it will definitely be the soundtrack to my summer. If you are reading this comment below and tell me what you will be listening too.

My style icon for the moment is Gillian Zinser, aka Ivy from 90210. I am feeling very 'boho' at the minute. Pictures to come soon, I am charging my SLR. Until then here's a few of my inspiration :)

sound of my summer

an ending fitting for the start....

I used to love The Libertines. If you asked me to name a band who first properly developed my interest in music, it would be them. I even dated a boy who looked like Carl Barrat and who played in a band that covered their tracks. Having been dubious of its release after the crazy stories concerning Pete and the band circling the web, I was ecstatic after the 'The Libertines' arrived in my letter box in 2004, the follow up to 'Up the Bracket'. Hearing of the break up was sad, but after witnessing the atrocity that was Pete Doherty and the Babyshambles performance at Reading in 2005 I realized it was probably for the best. Roger Sergant's book 'Bound Together' revived my interest in the band and I remember how my heart skipped excitedly watching the first footage of Carl and Pete playing together again at a gig in Camden in 2008. What is apparent now however is that they only reunited for the festival circuit last year for money. Fueling the bands drug problems is not something to get excited about. I am shocked to hear that Roger Sergant  has made a movie about the band's reformation. The book was well done, there was a story, the photos were great. Now all I see when I look at the pair is sadness. Carl Barrat is no longer hot, and by the end of the year Doherty may yet again be behind bars - this time for involvement in a murder charge. Somethings end for a reason. Like a sick animal that need's to be put down, maybe the world should let the Libertines rest. Before they do any more damage to themselves or anybody else. I am intrigued to see the documentary, but I do have very low expectations. It is difficult to see a band you once had so much respect for in such bad terms, but the constant criminal offences, terrible solo efforts and relationships with super models have left no other way for the band. Still in the good old days, they made a very pretty couple.