Taylor Groves

nostalgia is bottomless but it’s good to remember special things and feel moved by them and it’s precious to have material reminders

Rilo kiley pictures of success comes on in headphones whole body shivers, second time this year like in the car first week of Jan driving south

best thing that’s happened to me in a while is grouper starting a substack

all 5min 44 seconds of Big Thief - Little Things (2022)

4min 55 seconds that lil snatched vocal melody in Big Thief - Little Things (2022)

first time owning a cardigan since I was like 14. feels like a new character/cute and dainty

many reasons I love Facebook market place (it will keep me tied to that horrible mess for a long time) and the adjacent buying selling groups, free stuff community pages etc. Todays reason is when u find someone with parallel distinct interests to you / hi fellow amateur bike packing indie musician

completely Lorde pilled after the show listening non stop. Can’t stop talking about it how good it was. All the songs sounded so good in that massive room and it was so fun

No surprises here ofc

The Hayley Williams NTS show is flawless

this is not including repeat colours/fabrics of things I’ve made myself (many) or basics like t-shirts etc (which are obvious repeaters). honestly… don’t hate. feels easy and kinda better

becoming bit of a uniform person - four items on the go at the moment that are repeat purchases, two colour ways of one sweater (2nd pair each of hemp clogs, Blundstone 510s, asics sneaker (which may as well be the 3rd it’s so similar), and bug jeans, and two matching CK crew neck grey and brown)

been home sick for three days. tonight grace sat me down and we watched the first episode of sex and the city, girls, and gilmore girls (I’d never seen any eps of any of them)

Go to the monoprix for a cheese and a singlet

two years, George tavern to Lorde tour stadium shows - huge, shout out

Chanel Beads noise cancelling over ears, full album NW to SE on the tube

I’m in a junk food era I’m constantly thinking about treats

so much stuff in my life held together by tape (not poetically). don’t like

One, maybe two days without peanut butter in the house, I get a bit weird about it

cyclist aura farming on queen victoria st EC4

The best white t shirt at the white t shirt section of the Westminster Menswear Archive is the Calvin Klein one

I’m ready for post malone (2025)

Sydenham library, older dude in trackies and big HD 215s mixing/producing high energy house music on his laptop next to me. London a crazy city (the feeling)

sometimes being late to the party feels soooo good (in this case the party is Chappel Roan and especially today dancing in the kitchen at mid day on a Monday to Good Luck, Babe! on my prized possession the stereo)

freshly 31 alone on one of the hottest days of the year in a tent at the emo/indie/hardcore festival at Vic park

is my predisposition to finding indie music profound an affliction or a blessing

blue sky kinda lonely, where my old twitter friends got to? they can’t have all gotten healthy and quit inane/mundane social media

but the production of that song I particular takes it somewhere ear worm, tight, urgent, under your skin. still hits

anyone else in 2025 thinking about how good the production is on waxahatchee - coast to coast (2013) from cerulean salt, and a handful of other songs on that album as well? Like great little catchy songs that for me really captured a moment

I’m crying on the train