After multiple multiple multiple listenings, I think my only complaint on this song is the overproduction.
If you've ever heard this song live, you know precisely what I mean. While this is haunting, when she does it live there's not a dry eye in the house, it's that much better.
/worship
It's President's Day, and I have no workload left to accomplish for the day.
I've shut down all the machinery in the warehouse and have hooked this up to the intercom system just so I can dance through its dusty corridors.
Thanks for this one, Bill.
This song just... works. I can't describe it better than that. The energy from the drumline and distortion, coupled with the fanciful flights from the strings and her gorgeous voice.
I'll be dancing about the warehouse for a bit. Anyone care to visit? I need someone to partner. =)
It was RP that introduced me to Pink Martini, and it's always nice to hear PM every now and then on the station. I've since bought all their albums. Whoever said internet radio would kill record sales was a damned dirty liar.
I'll tell you the story of Jimmy Jet — And you know what I tell you is true. He loved to watch his TV set Almost as much as you.
He watched all day, he watched all night Till he grew pale and lean, From "The Early Show" to "The Late Late Show" And all the shows between.
He watched till his eyes were frozen wide, And his bottom grew into his chair. And his chin turned into a tuning dial, And antennae grew out of his hair.
And his brains turned into TV tubes, And his face to a TV screen. And two knobs saying "VERT." and "HORIZ." Grew where his ears had been.
And he grew a plug that looked like a tail So we plugged in little Jim. And now instead of him watching TV We all sit around and watch him.
This one brought me back to comment. Absolutely lovely. There's a happiness and a wry grin in the music itself here. I'll definitely be checking out this album.
yes, because we all know that songs sung by women are only enjoyed by women. and only women between 30 and 40 consume overproduced safe faux-alternative music.
*gropes self* Huh. Well, that's confusing, but I'm pretty sure I still like Tori. ;)
by Shel Silverstein
I'll tell you the story of Jimmy Jet —
And you know what I tell you is true.
He loved to watch his TV set
Almost as much as you.
He watched all day, he watched all night
Till he grew pale and lean,
From "The Early Show" to "The Late Late Show"
And all the shows between.
He watched till his eyes were frozen wide,
And his bottom grew into his chair.
And his chin turned into a tuning dial,
And antennae grew out of his hair.
And his brains turned into TV tubes,
And his face to a TV screen.
And two knobs saying "VERT." and "HORIZ."
Grew where his ears had been.
And he grew a plug that looked like a tail
So we plugged in little Jim.
And now instead of him watching TV
We all sit around and watch him.