Old Song and Dance

i'm home alone, on my sacred day of the week... stoner sunday. the day i used to stay in my pjs till way past noon. the day i used to jam out to old favorites. well, i'm blessed this morning to be doing just that. This morning i was finally able to give ani's new "red letter year" a good uninturrupted listen. (thanks to my sis, who always keeps me in the know on new muzak since she knows i'm a broke bitch. by the way - the last cd she burned for me has been in my car cd player since i got it... cuz that's a cd that can be played at a stop n go speed... i can get out for work jammin the fuck out & get back in at 5pm & pick right up where i left off.)
now for ani, that's a whole different bag of beans. to me, her music demands attention. if you LISTEN, you'll walk away thinking. it's been a long time since i actually used my brain. i get up. i walk sable. i go to work. if i'm lucky, i have dinner that is not cereal. Then go to sleep. wake...repeat. (don't get me wrong - there's a hefty amount of debauchery sprinkled in there...)
anyway... i just thought i'd remind you to put in a cd that makes you take a few steps back & think. it doesn't have to be all deep n shit... just real feelings. in a new apt where i hardly know a sole... it's nice to stumble upon a friend you've let slip thru the cracks of your car seat or cd pile.... (forgive those of us who aren't hip enough to have ipods.)

o. before i forget... the new ani album is demanding more listens before i can form an opionion... i'm pretty critical. but now that she is a mother & a wiser older woman intrigues me.
after "red letter year" played, i got into the shower & came out 3 songs into the next album in my library "UP UP UP." this my friends, is one of my all time favorite albums, not just of hers... but one of those in the top 10 that i'd take to a deserted island. back to the point, this album is fucking amazing... after all these years. i could call eric, kim, kotar, kat... they'd all agree - hands fucking down. if you haven't given it a listen... you should. and for all you "dudes" out there that think she's a man-hating lesbo that sings about vaginas all day... re-read my earlier statement about her being a married mother with a baby & open yer mind to new music. if you don't like it, so be it. but i bet you 20 bucks you'll walk away humming,

i'll leave you with the lyrics of one of my favorite tunes on UP UP UP:

From the depth of the pacific
To the height of Everest
And still the world is smoother
Than a shiny ball-bearing
So I take a few steps back
And put on a wider lens
And it changes your skin,
Your sex, and what your wearing
Distance shows your silloutte
To be a lot like mine
Like a sphere is a sphere
And all of us here
have been here all the time

You brought me to church,
Cinder blocks, flourescent light
You brought me to church
At 7 o'clock on a Sunday night
And the band was rocking
And the floors were scrubbed clean
And everybody had a tambourine

So I took a deep breath
and became The white girl with the hair
And you sat right beside me
While everybody stared
And through the open window
I think the singing went outside
And floated up to tell all the stars not to hide
Cuz by the time church let out
The sky was much clearer
And the moon was so beautiful,
That the ocean held up a mirror

As we walked home we spoke slowly
We spoke slow, And we spoke lowly
Like it was taking more time
Than usual to choose
The words to go With your squeaky sandle shoes
Like time is not a thing
That's ours to lose
From the height of the pacific
To the depths of everest