Urgh

There's all thise little thoughts floating around in my head, and I can not make a single one of them coalesce into something coherent to write about. Instead, I'm just chasing my brain around in circles like some annoying little yap dog.

It's a funny thing about music sometimes...

Sometimes, I really like the songs, but really don't like the people who wrote them singing them. I always knew this was true of Woddy Guthrie. God, that man can sing songs that bring tears to my eyes in an instant... if they're performed by someone else. I have a CD of covers of his songs, and it's easily in my top 20 for albums ever. Can't listen to an actual Woody Guthrie album for the life of me. (Granted, I may not have tried enough of them, but oooof.)

Bob Dylan is another one. He sets my teeth on edge, but I love covers of his music. I've always loved the Indigo Girl's version of "Tangled up in Blue", and other covers I've heard have certainly not made me lunge for the radio. Friday night as I was driving to meet Miss Shani and Miss Carrie, I was listening to WUMB and heard a band called Mary Lee's Corvette singing "Shelter from the Storm" and I was just transfixed. I actually sat in my car waiting for the song after it to end so that I coul hear the band name. Turns out they did a live full-album cover of Blood on the Tracks. They've got clips from the songs on their website, I'm listening to them right now. I think these albums must go on the wishlist; they're certainly at the top of the "must-buy" list I keep in my head.

I'm not sure if not liking the songwriters performing their songs makes me a philistine or not, but for now, I'll just be over here in the corner grooving.