Parachute

I was dismissive the first time I heard this song, but since then I've been hooked by its irresistible catchiness. All of the elements of this song somehow magically come together into something profoundly groovy. Its hard-to-place tone is mightily tasty.

Till the Sun Turns Black and Be Here Now

No, that is not a really long and awkward song-title--it's two shorter and less awkward song titles, conjoined by an "and"! Ma-HA! I discovered to my delight last night that Ray Lamontagne has an album of which I was somehow perplexingly unaware, its namesake being the first of the above listed songs. Anyway, Mr. Lamontagne is super-cool; I mean, check out that beard. Now tell me you don't love him.
Ha! That's what I thought.
I love the rustic, cracked, aged-wisdom sort of feel he's got going on, which he also here beautifully meshes with lovely sweeping symphonics. It's kind of magical in its paradoxical down-to-earthiness and soaring, gentle transcendentiality.

Details in the Fabric

A melancholy, sweetly hopeful acoustic ditty from Jason Mraz. It's a handsome, touching piece of work.