The Aspidistra Flies - Stars
For this Friday we bring you a pretty obscure song not well known out of hip Indie circles, perhaps because of its title, but it is too beautiful a song to stay hidden away.
So picture this: The room is dark except for a few tea lights sprinkled around tables. The guests wait patiently in their seats around the dance floor. All of a sudden white lights begin twinkling from floor to ceiling. The room is aglow in shimmering twinkling lights, and then a piano starts to play. The music drifts across the dance floor as the couple emerges, and a soft sweet voice proclaims All the umbrellas in London couldnt hide my love for you. Its magical. The music rolls across the dance floor like a summer storm, and the couple is wrapped up in one another, cheek to cheek. All the umbrellas in London couldnt hide my love for you. Not a dry eye in the place. Hands down.