It's kind of arbitrary to pigeonhole songs into certain types, but inevitable given all the songs out there.
So maybe I'll offer my own categories. Here goes.
Best song that leaves you 
scratching your head but in wonder still: It's a tune called "The River" by the band Anathello. This Michigan group is officially classified in the so-called Progressive Art Rock genre. Which could be anything, of course.
scratching your head but in wonder still: It's a tune called "The River" by the band Anathello. This Michigan group is officially classified in the so-called Progressive Art Rock genre. Which could be anything, of course. But what you hear is both maddening and, eventually, extremely satisfying. There are a lot of ways to dissect this piece. Just know that it begins with so much syncopation and other musical fits and starts that you aren't sure what you're listening to. But soon it all coalesces into a very satisfying whole.
Quite remarkable, really.
Best lyric that smacks your brain and forces you to think deep thoughts: Joan Osborne, who has roots in country but clearly has branched out, recorded this haunting verse. But the song actually belongs to a '90s indie band now disbanded, called Jump, Little Children.
The song is titled "Cathedrals." The verse includes this line, repeated:
In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
There is a feeling that you should just go home
And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is.
What's the point? Maybe that those seeking salvation within a building -- only -- might better find it outside, in the world. But that's probably just me talking.
Regardless, both versions of the song are worth listening to:
Best jingly tune that you still enjoy despite yourself: Denison Witmer, a Philly indie-rock guy, offers this up -- "Life Before Aesthetics" -- in his album "Carry the Weight."
Listen in. It grows on you.
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3 comments:
Enjoying reading your thoughts & good to see you writing again. I have always enjoyed the way you write. Kind of makes me want to start a blog -- but will be content for a while reading yours. Love the name of the blog!
Thanks, Mary Ann!! Sometimes you write and you're unsure anybody's reading. On the other hand, that shouldn't matter. You write because you can. I'm doing it mainly for Meghan and Zach, though I'm finding others are checking in, too. That's fun!
You would be an EXCELLENT blogger. It's kind of a time commitment. But you write so well and from the heart, plus you're very descriptive ... I suspect you'd really enjoy it. Plus I write when I can ... no more, no less. It'd be interesting to get your reports on winter in your part of Wisconsin, for example. I miss that time of year, and that place.
Much love ...
Well, well, well, Mr. Weaver. Who would ever suspect you of loving, using and honoring the English language ... given your history as a newspaper editor and radio host. But here you are practicing the arcane art of cerebral communication. It's great to see your prose .. and grafix. What you need now is what we've got ... a webcam in Michigan that allows us a regular glimpse of "the promised land" as we pursue our petty commercial duties far away. I think, however, the last power outage struck the technology a near-fatal blow ... and getting there through 50 miles of "lake effect snow" is not really a viable option.
Continued good health and happiness for you and your family.
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