Devon Sproule

nekonnective

i listened to my first full neko case record today, driving home from dallas. i don’t know if i’ll listen to the record again, but i know i like her. i like that she doesn’t spread anything additional on her already-gorgeous voice (the main reason i didn’t make it through the new vampire weekend, alas). […]

joy, joy!!!

A film by Matt Paley for Devon Sproule. Written, Arranged, & Orchestrated by Isaac Wardell & Mason Neely of Bifrost Arts Featuring Devon Sproule & Paul Curreri

flare magazine

at first this shoot was pretty uncomfortable — “what am i doing here?!” “my feet hurt!” — but then miguel said, “hey, i saw you dancing around earlier…wanna dance some?” and everything got better. well, except the blisters; those got worse. 🙂

fan/friend dream

Last night I dreamed I was hanging out with a couple friends (a friend of mine from New York and her roommate that my subconscious invented) and I started singing the bassline to “Colours” and they all started singing the other parts and then I went into an improvised screamo section at the end. – […]

crooked crow

on the way out here to fort davis, tx for the crooked crow writing retreat, i kept forgetting to look out the windows.  i’m new to the desert.  it felt safer looking up birds i might see in the area, instead of actually looking for them!  but i’m getting more comfortable.  the quiet is crazy, […]

thanksgiving

in honor of the day and my lapsed ‘grateful five’ tradition: 1. paul’s hilariousness. i didn’t think he was awake yet this morning, then looked over at the bed and above the blankets was an iphone with this vid looping. 2. the super warm superhero trouser combo i’ve been wearing for the past week, since […]

the corn poppy

colours got quoted in a piece of writing about birds!  also on the feathered front, i’m happy that a little robin told me about the birds and words blog…  

home & ruby

nov 1 – good morning!  i can’t believe how much it’s raining here in texas.  i miss being on tour, being with the band, playing hackey sack, eating nasty sandwiches … but it sure is nice to be back in austin too.  i can hear our albertish friend john wort hannam playing a song through […]

girly book post

do you guys do this too? i’m not a consistent reader but when i’m in a changing environment, like on tour, i try to make sure i’m  in the middle of a solid book. on this trip, i finished peter carey’s oscar & lucinda and luckily had some mark helprin stories — the pacific — […]

day # i forget what number day

in ireland, the band was amazing on all fronts: such fantastic playing and so patient with every long drive and short night’s sleep.  our best game of hackey sack was in the parking lot of a petrol station south of belfast, with the mix cd from nottingham phil blaring from the van speakers.  today, hanging […]