Blogtober | Week Three - Marvelous Music

I feel like there are pivotal points during every year and season when it's just time to party. Around this time in October, I get ready to party all night and sleep all day (ideally). 
And what's a party without some good music?

 A few of my go-to party songs-

 I'm Ready - AJR (and the remix, 'cause dayum)
AfterHours - AJR
Pitchfork Kids - AJR
Pompeii - Bastille
Things We Lost In The Fire - Bastille
Of The Night - Bastille
Kangaroo Court - Capital Cities
Charlie Brown - Coldplay
Paradise - Coldplay
Burn - Ellie Goulding
I Need Your Love - Ellie Goulding
Flux and Flow - LIGHTS
Running With The Boys - LIGHTS
Cards - Minor Soul
Kamikaze - Owl City
Beautiful Times - Owl City
Where Did The Party Go - Fall Out Boy
Ain't It Fun - Paramore

...That's only a few, but they're some of my favorites.

 Of course, where there's parties, there's cleaning up beforehand and afterwards...

 Music I listen to when cleaning/decorating/working,etc-

 Anything Could Happen - Ellie Goulding
Babel - Mumford and Sons
Bad Blood - Bastille
Icarus - Bastille
Get Up And Move - General Ghost
Hey Anna - Owl City
Hurts Like Heaven - Coldplay
It's Time - Imagine Dragons
Working Man - Imagine Dragons
Livin' Life - Minor Soul
Nothing At All - Minor Soul
Charlie Chaplin - Minor Soul
Machine - Regina Spektor
Sun - Two Door Cinema Club
There's also that span of down-time, when the party's done and we just want to chill out and relax for a while...

 A few relaxing "daydreamy" songs-

 Whole Wide World - Mindy Gledhill
Buy You A Rose - AJR
3AM - AJR
Alice By The Hudson - AJR
A Daydream Away - All Time Low
No One Else - Breanne Duren
Summer Days - Breanne Duren
Love Away - Capital Cities
Up With the Birds - Coldplay
Yellow - Coldplay
All About Us - He Is We feat. Owl City
Daydream - Jillian Edwards
Songbird - Jillian Edwards
Every Day Feels Like Sunday - Minor Soul
That's Just Love - Minor Soul
Summer Nights - Minor Soul
Honey and the Bee - Owl City
The Saltwater Room - Owl City
Air Traffic - Owl City
Hot Air Balloon - Owl City
Take Me Somewhere Nice - Owl City
Sailboats - Owl City

 Perhaps it's kind of cheesy for me to just list some of my favorite songs in a blog post (and these lists don't even cover it all!), but I just thought I'd share since music has been one of the only things keeping me sane lately! (Along with a nice cup of tea now and then...)

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