Water

After the Black South Easter and the floods that it brought to Somerset West, the Overberg and the Southern Cape, I’m heading down to Agulhas this weekend and I’m expecting to see the fields looking like this:

The flat nature of the Agulhas Plains (they are plains, after all), means that run off is very slow and they still hadn’t got over the last lot of flooding back in August and September. I know that the roads were underwater over last weekend, but hopefully it’ll be wet around us, rather than all over us today.

Bastille – Pompeii (Acoustic)

Yes, we’ve all heard the fantastic acoustic version of Bastille’s Pompeii already – a version augmented by the… er… acoustic qualities of the venue, the Petit Palais dans le Musée des Beaux-Arts de le Ville de Paris, no less. Mais oui.

But there’s no problem with hearing it again and marveling at Dan Smith’s soaring voice echoing around les belles salles, now is there?

Beautiful, although as Scroobius Pip would say of Kyle “J” Simmons (far left) “I’d rarely seen someone look quite so uncomfortable in their own skin”. Hopefully there will be a bit more energy from him when they come over here in January, and it won’t turn into another lifeless Alt-J set. Colour me worried.

Incidentally, you may also enjoy Hannah Reid and London Grammar‘s acoustic version of Wasting My Young Years (and indeed, Hannah Reid), done for the same people, but in a different (sadly less echoey) room, here.