Music Monday: Valentine’s Day part one

Oh Josh Ritter, I'll be your Northern Lights

This week’s edition of Music Monday is featuring a tribute to Valentine’s Day, but we’re bringing you two playlists. We can either be the assholes that hate Valentine’s Day or the saps that love it, so here’s both because there is no winning either way. Even if we ignore it, we still look like dicks. So fuck you Valentine’s Day for putting us in this awful position (but don’t leave us because for this one day only, we’ll love you). So here’s part one: “Love Songs that Don’t Make Us Want to Vomit.”

What’s the breast newspaper in the titty of London?

Made you look! Keeley Hazell from Page 3

I meant to spend some time this semester studying the British press coverage of the US elections in order to, y’know, learn something about my own country or some shit. It’s a pretty big deal here. The Guardian even has a two-page spread about the election every day. But I got sidetracked. It really doesn’t matter how the UK covers the US election. The Brits can’t vote, though they’re happy to say how they would. There are more relevant lessons for a media student…

I picked up on a few key differences between us, but if I’ve learned one thing in my studies, it’s that my print-journalism education is approximately fucking worthless in this country. You know why? Seven glorious words: Bare Tits On Page Three Every Day