Xander ,'Lessons'
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Many adjectives (and adjectival phrases), good and bad, could be used to describe the music of Pink and the Sugababes. "Sickly sweet" is not one of them.
Word. Also, I'd like to see that reporter tell Pink that she's an "empty-headed diva" to her face.
I can't stand Dave Matthew's voice. And will turn the channel also if John Mayer comes on (he's way too breathy).
Voices I hated upon first hearing, but eventually grew to be among my favorites of all time: Joni Mitchell, Lucinda Williams, Rickie Lee Jones and Iris DeMent.
And I wish Eric Clapton would just stick to guitar.
Wow- when I head Joni Mitchell for the first time, I was completely smitten with her voice. It was so clear and pure. And I didn't hear her (except Help Me on the radio) until 1994ish, when I heard the album Court and Spark.
I adore Eric Clapton's voice, especially when it's growly. And I loved Joni and Ricki and Lucinda from the outset, too.
I still have a hard time with Dylan unless it's a song I really love.
The thing about my initial hearing of Rickie Lee and Joni was that I was working in retail, and they were part of the 8-track that the store (an Eddie Bauer, in the Bev Center in LA) played every day. And it was hearing "Chuck E's in Love" 400 times a day, and not really "getting it". And the Joni was "Help Me", which just didn't work for me at all until I heard the entirety of the album. So my entire view of their music was based on two songs, played over and over. As soon as I heard more than one song, and in the context of not folding sweaters, I adored both of them to bits.
Oh, I get that java. I almost learned to hate Annie Lennox because I heard "Walkin on Broken Glass" approximately eleventy billion times.
Mark Lanegan is gonna sing to me tonight.
I'm fervid. Fervid enough to take my thesaurus and check alternatives for "excited", because really, that doesn't even begin to cover it.
I have strange dislikes for certain vocalists. Ian Curtis, Thom Yorke (but I liked him on the Velvet Goldmine soundtrack), Mick Jagger ... oh, and the Ian Curtis clone who fronts Interpol. Ugh.
WEIRDO.
Ahem.
But then, I can't stand Kate Bush. She's like freakishly twee nails on a chalkboard.
had a whole album become unplayable on my iTunes, the length of every track displayed weird in the last couple of days and then went to 0:00. Anyone have something like this happen?
But then, I can't stand Kate Bush. She's like freakishly twee nails on a chalkboard.
This is why I did not every try to get you to listen to Emilie Autumn, and just told you about the whackaloon fan wankery. Because EA is what happens if you cross Kate Bush with old-school Courtney Love.