Warmth

I'm in bed, and I must admit I'm feeling a little chilly. But, on the recommendation of a couple of good friends of mine I recently had a listen to the wonderfully-monikered Bombay Bicycle Club and as their song "Ghost" makes it way through my speakers to my frosty ears I can feel the tremulous tones of Jack Steadman warming me from top to bottom. There's something so wonderfully calming about this song, as the long bridge leads, with winding guitars and echoey 'oohs' not to a deafening crescendo but rather to a surreptitious outro and a tired smile on my face.

Why don't you try it too?
Bombay Bicycle Club - Ghost [YSI]