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Music is my hot hot sex.

Heart Kicks Ass Covering Stairway to Heaven

The Dead Weather – Blue Blood Blues Lyrics (clipped)

Check your lips at the door woman.
Shake your hips like battleships.

Yeah, all the white girls trip when I sing at Sunday service.
Sing. Sing. Sing.

I only got one face da da da da.
I tried too long to erase.
You know if I left. da da da da.
I wouldn’t leave a trace.

If I left you woman, you know, I wouldn’t leave a trace.
I wouldn’t leave a trace. I wouldn’t leave a trace.

If I left, you’d never see me again.
You’d never see me again.
I wouldn’t leave a trace.

You’d never see me again.

via The Dead Weather – Blue Blood Blues Lyrics.

Such Small Hands

The lyrics to this song caught me (via the image shown) before I’d heard the tune, but I dig it, too.

Crazy how songs find you in a myriad of ways.

 

 

Lyric snippet that really resonates with me.

you got your reasons. me i got mine. but all the reasons i gave were just lies. to buy myself some time.

What the Fuck, Rolling Stone?

After reading Rolling Stone’s ***1/2 star review of Consolers of the Lonely, The Raconteurs new album, I was driven by a force beyond myself to post thisblog entry. This review made me instantly exclaim– Fuck Rock Critics!! Then again, this review is from Rolling Stone, a magazine to which I have a lifetime subscription and a consistent, love-hate relationship. I mean, they gave Britney Spears’s Blackout the same ***1/2 rating. I shit you not. How can I take anything they publish seriously?

Then again, I’ve never let a critic dissuade me from listening to anything. I can’t say the same for the masses. I don’t even feel the review itself deserves a proper dissemination, but I will post the quote that baffled me… “Overall, Consolers feels less like a project and more like a jam session.” I can’t fathom how, after listening to the entire album, one could conclude that. From that, one could conclude that Britney’s overproduced and vapid album is commensurate with a “jam session”? Logic does not follow into these depths, and nor do I.

Listen. Learn. Think. Evolve.

Congratulations, Amy!

Amy Winehouse kicked ass and took names at the Grammy’s last night, winning 5 of the 6 awards for which she was nominated.

She also delivered a powerhouse performance.

Way to go, Amy! I am so happy to see amazing, quality music that I love finding critical acclaim. Oh, and, girl, stick with sober. You don’t need any drugs to be amazing.

Amy Winehouse performs at the Mercury Awards

Here’s the video of Amy’s kickass performance I posted about earlier.

Atta girl!

Amy, Amy, Amy, way to fucking go!! Since I’ve openly chastised her, I also have to give props where they are due. Mad ups to Amy Winehouse, one of my favorite musical artists, for showing up and kicking ass amidst all the bullshit going on in her life and the media. Seems like she’s at least somewhat on the mend. Keep it up, girl!

From People.com:
Amy Winehouse received a standing ovation after singing at a London awards show Tuesday night – her first performance since canceling her recent tour dates.

“At the end of the performance, the room erupted in applause and wild cheering,” Kevin Milburn, director of the Mercury Music Prize (which is awarded to the best British and Irish album of the past year), tells PEOPLE.

There also was some question over whether she would make it to the Mercury Music Prize. But her father, Mitch, was all smiles after watching her belt out an acoustic rendition of “Love is a Losing Game” from her nominated album Back To Black in what the BBC described as her searing voice.

“She was very happy to be here. And I’m just thrilled she was here,” said the elder Winehouse, according to the BBC. “She gave a brilliant performance and she looks well.”

According to Milburn, “Amy had announced she would not be doing any performances for the next couple of months but flew in from her holiday in St. Lucia especially for the occasion.”

Thanks, Amy!

I was worried as shit that she’d be too fucked up to make Lollapalooza (which was completely bad ass), but my girl Amy Winehouse held strong… well, until a few days later. She performed pretty damn well, considering the cocktail she’d probably mixed in her gastrointestinal track… Oops, I meant, given her state of exhaustion. Sucks for all the folks who were expecting to see her in August, but hopefully she’ll gain some weight so she can handle the drugs 😉 Oh, or she could get clean, but… well, she’s already spoken (sang) for herself on that topic. Whatever do I mean? The poor drunk is just tired! Oh, how I love you, Amy…

From People.com:
http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20052078,00.html
Amy Winehouse Cancels All Her August Commitments

“Amy Winehouse is putting all her touring commitments for this month on hold until further notice in order to address her health issues,” representative Tracey Miller tells PEOPLE.

The rep also refuted reports that Winehouse was or is in rehab. The singer’s U.S. tour and performance at the MTV Video Music Awards, both slated for September, are still happening, she said.
On Aug. 8, Miller told PEOPLE, “Amy was admitted to London’s University College London Hospital for exhaustion, treated and released just this afternoon. The doctor said she was suffering from severe exhaustion, and she was told to rest.”

Good Tunes from the Archive via Lyrics

Yeah, I say buy the tune if you jam it. I did. I’m rocking it now, years after paying for it. Still quality. Still for immediate consumption. Here’s the words, buy the tunes:

Fiona Apple – Shadowboxer

Once my lover, now my friend.
What a cruel thing to pretend.
What a cunning way to condescend.
Once my lover, now my friend.

Oh, you creep up like the clouds.
And you set my soul to ease.
Then you let your love abound.
And you bring me to my knees.

Oh, it’s evil, babe, the way you let your grace enrapture me.
When, well, you know, I’d be insane –
To ever let that dirty game recapture me.

You made me a shadowboxer, baby.
I wanna be ready for what you do.
I been swinging all around me.
cause I don’t know when you’re gonna make your move.

Oh, your gaze is dangerous.
And you fill your space so sweet.
If I let you get too close,
Youll set your spell on me.

So, darlin, I just wanna say.
Just in case I dont come through.
I was on to every play.
I just wanted you.

But, oh, its so evil, my love,
The way youve no reverence to my concern.
So, Ill be sure to stay wary of you, love,
To save the pain of once my flame and twice my burn.

You made me a shadowboxer, baby.
I wanna be ready for what you do.
I been swinging all around me.
cause I dont know when youre gonna make your move.