I vow that it's goodbye to the old ways those stories were a good read they were dumb as well I could never be seen falling down on my knees crawling o no, talk about a sellI rreeallly need to stay the hell out of CD stores.
Wandered into CD Replay in the Annex and found the first two albums by The Sundays in the used CD racks. As I've been on a streak of sentimentality lately, I figured I might as well go for it.
The Sundays feature moody, jangly instumentals much like the Cocteau Twins and vocals (courtesy of Harriet Wheeler) that manage to combine stunning melody and articulation with plaintive breathy girlishness -- think Natalie Imbruglia with a richer, fuller voice and a wider range.
Anyway, I burned a couple tracks from the two albums onto a CD with a bunch of Sarah McLachlan stuff, plus the song "Primitive Painters" by Felt (featuring Liz Fraser from the Cocteau Twins on guest vocals). Talk about a moody chick mix.
And yeah, I still haven't responded to any e-mail yet. I'm working on it.
(Goddamit. Blogger seems to be going awry again. At least this post seems to be preserved in the database.)