So, I went to a concert or two recently.  I was front and right of center (of fucking course I was…where else would I be?).  Here’s a lovely montage of Scott Avett taking off his jacket.

(Source: flickr.com)

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My name is Rae.
I like music. I like tattoos. I like books. British men totally do it for me. Combine those things, and I am in heaven. (Cue Mumford and Sons...)

PSR, bitches.

I sing when no one is listening. I do science as a job. Life is awesome.

Also: I say fuck. A lot. Fair warning.

Also also: Marcus Mumford haunts me. Dibsies. Dibsies on him and SSSeth. YeSSS.

Also^3: Mumford and Sons, King Charles, Bon Iver, The Avett Brothers, Andrew Bird, Death Cab, Iron and Wine, Blitzen Trapper, Blind Pilot, Ryan Adams, Tom Petty, Led Zeppelin, Beatles, David Bowie, Queen, Sinatra, Keith Jarrett, Fleet Foxes, Bob Dylan, Darling, DMB, TCV...
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