Ne-Yo - "I Don't Care". In the future, it'll flood. Our streets will fill with seas and the tides will rise and soon we will be living on our roofs. We will have parasols plugged into chimneys, stereo-systems balanced on the tile. We will ride gondolas to our neighbours' cupolas, bring them iced tea and water-lilies. We will sail yachts to visit our parents, to high-school reunions; moor at the side of the family home, at the old high-school's flat roof. Kids will ride sea-dos. But lovers... Lovers! No, for lovers - the most remarkable thing. After the tides all rise, lovers will run on water. They will skim the surface grinning, like Jesus, like Usain Bolt. They will feel the kisses on their soles as they arrive exactly where they wish to be.

Freelove Fenner - "New Direction". Complicated and simple and beautiful, like a Matisse. Or like a chocolate bar, wrapped in silver foil. Or a sun, just a red circle, above the horizon. Or like the ticktock yes yes of wanting you. [MySpace/buy for a delicious & perfect $7 CDN]