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Voignamir

Devon and Grimes

actuallygrimes:

ooooh my gosh

found this song on my computer that me and dev of majical cloudz made in like 2009 about our cat voignamir who at the time was on very bad terms with us because we were forcing him to diet and so he was like, very violent but literally like 20 or 30 pounds.  

i dont know why it sounds like indie rock haha, neither of us really make music like this

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Jessie Ware - Tough Love (Cyril Hahn Remix)

britticisms:

"Tough Love" by Jessie Ware (Cyril Hahn remix)

Cyril’s minimalist house touches are a perfect match for Jessie’s harmonious, stunning vocals on her newest track. His production ends up sounding like the work as an original rather than a remix.

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nylonmag:


Our guide to recreating the winning beauty looks from the Grammys

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hotdamnitsbam:

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mac

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thefader:

LIVE: DRAKE, FUTURE AND MIGUEL IN BROOKLYN
At no moment did Drake seem more adored than the 20-plus minute stretch in which he hovered over the audience in a lucite doughnut, complimenting individual audience members over the instrumental for “305 to My City.” “I’m not the type to stay in my own zone,” he said as he climbed the ramp, launching into the parade of praise he’s experimented with in earlier tours. Between call outs—”I see you in the jean shirt blowing kisses at me,” “Those are the nicest legs I’ve seen since I’ve been in New York”—he barely stopped to breathe. If there is a case for Drake’s flow, his unflappable presence, this is it. The night ended with “Started from the Bottom” and “All Me,” with nearly 20,000 people wailing:Cause myself just told myself: “You’re the motherfucking man, you don’t need no help.” You come to a Drake concert to love Drake, but also to “make some noise for yourself.”

thefader:

LIVE: DRAKE, FUTURE AND MIGUEL IN BROOKLYN

At no moment did Drake seem more adored than the 20-plus minute stretch in which he hovered over the audience in a lucite doughnut, complimenting individual audience members over the instrumental for “305 to My City.” “I’m not the type to stay in my own zone,” he said as he climbed the ramp, launching into the parade of praise he’s experimented with in earlier tours. Between call outs—”I see you in the jean shirt blowing kisses at me,” “Those are the nicest legs I’ve seen since I’ve been in New York”—he barely stopped to breathe. If there is a case for Drake’s flow, his unflappable presence, this is it. The night ended with “Started from the Bottom” and “All Me,” with nearly 20,000 people wailing:Cause myself just told myself: “You’re the motherfucking man, you don’t need no help.” You come to a Drake concert to love Drake, but also to “make some noise for yourself.”