Sunday, May 30, 2010


I don't consider myself a music snob and suffice it to say that a tone-deaf monkey has better pitch than I do. But I do consider myself a music lover. If I had to make sweet, sweet love to any genre of entertainment, it would certainly be music (tmi?)

Despite my general love affair with virtually all music all the time, there are a few certain songs that stick with me, that coat themselves over my skin and imbed themselves in my veins, infecting every part of me.

One of these songs is Green by Karen Savoca but you really need to see her in person to get the full life-changing experience. Don't question me, just see her when she next comes through your town.

Another song like this is Corrina, Corrina...the Leo Kottke version. (Save it, I know Bob Dylan is the be all and end all of all music or whatever but Leo Kottke kills this song. I don't know what that means, but I know it's a good thing).
This song stops me in my tracks. My breathing gets shallow and my pulse quickens in complete contrast to the molasses melody. Kottke's velvet voice washes over and engulfs me, invading the deepest parts of me. And when he sings, "cause I can't breathe, when she talks to me" my heart swells with sadness for all the love that's ever been lost or broken in the world.

This song kills me and lifts me up all at the same time.

It's amazing the power music can have over us....or the power we allow it to have over us.

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