More Music

Music has been high on my list of comforts lately. We are in the process of importing our whole CD collection into iTunes, and so I'm hearing a lot of songs I haven't heard in a long time, and often outside of their original contexts. I am currently hooked on Carrie Newcomer's Gathering of Spirits, a song that I actually try to get stuck in my head. I feel like I would be a better person if I were continually humming "the wisest say there's a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground."

A couple years ago, Ben and I had a conversation about which musicians are on our A lists - as in, if they release a CD, we run out and get it that day. The list is surprisingly short, as we rely on Amoeba's used bins for much of our music fixes. Today, a certain Christina Aguilera joined the elite. I'd heard a single and loved it, and today an exceedingly well-written and incisive review in the LA Times pushed me over the edge. I'm already thrilled; it's funkier than our beloved alt. folk, and as our Party Shuffle tends to sound like one very long Paste sampler, a little funk was in order. "Makes Me Wanna Pray" makes me wanna pray. I can only assume that "Still Dirrty" will make me wanna shower.

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