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Sequins: Sing A La La Long

I know I usually leave Stripes the task of talking about music. It’s for a multitude of reasons: Stripes cares way more than I do about music, Stripes writes about music with much more passion than I could ever muster, Stripes listens to more music overall than I do….

A lack of cool, inside music info is one of the (many?) ways I fail the Ultimate Hipster Test. Honestly, guys, I get my stuff from Pandora and my stud muffin of a roommate. Stripes usually tosses me a couple bones, like Goyte’s Somebody I Used To Know, but really I live in a dark, outdated hole when it comes to music. I don’t really apologize for it, though, because I like my outdated hole. I spend a lot of time listening to Rush’s various albums, the original Broadway recordings of Les Miserables, things that Pandora deems “like Iron & Wine”, and the various songs that Monsieur has taught himself to play on the guitar.

But that doesn’t mean I’m not painfully aware of my lack of cool insider music, and that I’ll grab onto any chance I can to find outcool new underground music. So I jumped on the giveaway train for a budding artist’s second album. Mostly because I wanted to be a cool kid. Imagine my surprise when I actually won the giveaway on Elycia’s blog for Chantilly‘s new EP!

However, as luck would have it, the album is actually very good. Turns out? Chantilly is a very talented artist, and I’ve been digging her music ever since I got both her albums in the mail. Her music is perfect for the purpose that I ask music to serve–I can start her albums, and then tune them out while I work on a painting. Or while I clean the apartment. She has a soft and honest sound that makes you forget you’re listening to an album and rather, you just have a super cool bff over and she’s playing her guitar in your living room because, as it turns out, you’re an eclectic and fun person with a variety of artistically-inclined friends who share their talents with you. PS not that I’ve ever pretended that…

For the jealous (or skeptical) readers, you can listen to her here.

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