January 2007: In part this is a mix of my favourite love-related songs, and in part a mix that I made for myself because no one else will. Yea, I'm singing songs to myself. And well, why not? Self-love is always good fun.  and i could say "oo oo oo," as if everybody knows what i'm talking about, as if everybody would know exactly what i was talking about. - paul simon | diamonds on the s... [+]

January 2007: In part this is a mix of my favourite love-related songs, and in part a mix that I made for myself because no one else will. Yea, I'm singing songs to myself. And well, why not? Self-love is always good fun.

and i could say "oo oo oo," as if everybody knows what i'm talking about, as if everybody would know exactly what i was talking about. - paul simon | diamonds on the soles of her shoes

baby, i'm tuned to your wavelength, lemme tell you what it says: transmitter! oh! picking up something good! - talking heads | radiohead

the centre of my so-called being is the space between your bed and wardrobe with the louvre doors. - belle & sebastian | my wandering days are over

i'm just an animal looking for a home share the same space for a minute or two. - talking heads | this must be the place (naive melody) and i'm thinking "maybe i could love you, but i'm not sure we'd get along" - alix olson | unsteady things

things have an end, but feeling is infinite. - david byrne | finite = alright

I'm not sure why this mix is. I think Paul Simon said it best. It's not meant to be sappy, sappy notions of love don't appeal to me. Realistic? Joyful exuberance? Slightly tongue-in-cheek? Those and more, I suppose. (Just not sappy.) [-]