Will single-song downloads be the death of music albums? I really hope that it’s not true. Personally, I still love albums, whether I buy them in digital format or physical. There’s magic created in an aural landscape. In fact, I wish that MP3 players would do a better job of making albums as well as songs an item. iTunes can shuffle by album, which is cool, but I want to easily be able to make playlists of whole albums. Unfortunately, the digital music revolution seems to be doing away with that. ID3 tags and players are all geared toward the organization of a collection of single songs, not the collection of an album. I really hope that albums are not lost forever.

I bought four CDs last night. I really shouldn’t have, but I had this sudden desire for some Alison Krauss tunes. I’m not sure why, I’ve never been a fan, but she’s popped into my consciousness several times recently, both on the “Crossing Jordan” and “Buffy: The Vampire Slayer” soundtracks. I was reminded of how much I like songs like “Now That I’ve Found You”. There’s just something about her I find especially appealing. So we went to Best Buy yesterday and I picked up Now That I’ve Found You: A Collection and Forget About It by Ms. Krauss, as well as Chantal Kreviazuk’s What If It All Means Something and James Taylor’s James Taylor: Greatest Hits. I don’t really know much about Chantal, other than I loved her cover of “Leaving on a Jet Plane” for the Armageddon soundtrack, but it was on sale for $6.99 as a developing artist, so I gave it a chance. There have also been many moments where I’ve disliked James Taylor, but his best songs, like “Fire & Rain”, are quite good.

So I have new tunes, and that makes me happy. Plus, it gives me more stuff to listen to in the car!

Baby, now that I’ve found you
I won’t let you go
I build my world around you
I need you so, baby even though
You don’t need me, you don’t need me no, no.

“Time After Time” would be a good song for a wedding reception. Especially Eva Cassidy’s version from her album Time After Time. I was just listening to it while cleaning, and I listened to the words. They were beautiful.

If you’re lost, you can look,

And you will find me,

Time after time.

If you fall, I will catch you,

I will be waiting,

Time after time.

Cassidy’s silky smooth voice and her folky delivery makes the song much more moving, in my opinion.

Just thought I should make a note of this, in case I ever need it. πŸ˜‰

Ed bought some new speakers to hook up with the Rio Receiver in our bedroom. They’re an interesting little toy, unique because they’re made out of cardboard. Yes, that’s right, the corrugated stuff. They have a flashy paint job, but at their heart, they’re paper. They sound pretty good, considering. They’re not as small as we thought they’d be from the pictures, but they are nice and light. Maybe a little to light, as one kept vibrating itself off the dresser until Ed put something heavy next to it. I think they’re cool, but I’m more excited about having music in the bedroom. πŸ˜‰

I went to see Tori Amos in concert again on Friday. It was awesome, as usual. She played “Take the Sky”, which is one of my all-time favorite b-sides. This concert seemed a little different. She played more songs from her latest album than usual. I was a little disappointed, but there were still some of the classics, including “Tear in Your Hand”, one of my favorites from Little Earthquakes. “Black Dove”, “Crucify”, and “Cornflake Girl” also made appearances, as well as songs from To Venus and Back and Boys For Pele, which I haven’t heard too much of in concert.

It was a long concert, and despite it not having quite as much energy as some of the others I’ve seen, it was a wonderful experience.

Check out the rest of the entry for the review I wrote for The Triangle.

So, I went to see Cake in concert this weekend… the music was fun, but man, the lead singer is an ass. First, he told the audience to stop singing along with “Nugget” (the shut the fuck up song) and started directing us where to sing. Then, he tried to start a war between the people on the floor and the people on the balcony where the bar was by saying that the people on the balcony thought they were better than the people on the floor, etc. It was crazy. People were giving the balcony the finger and booing them.

Oh yeah, and my cousin did end up coming since his wrestling thing was over at noon and after he and the exchange student kept telling each other they didn’t care who went, I told him he was coming. It’s always an amusing night when he, my sister, and I are together, from the guy in the parking lot begging for pot (begging for change in Philly apparently isn’t enough these days) to my sister getting her ass felt up by an unidentified concertgoer.

I normally don’t go for the heavy rock sort of music that 105.7 plays anymore, but I told my sister I’d go with her to see this band that she said she liked. It was a concert featuring local bands and I didn’t much care for the first bands that played so I wasn’t holding out too much hope for this, the last band. However, I was pleasantly surprised. Julian Fist, although still not my favorite type of music, was surprisingly fun to listen to. I suggest you check out their website. πŸ™‚

At least you know
You were taken by a pro
I know just how you feel
She talked a perfect game
Deflecting all the blame
You took the jack
And changed the flat
And got behind the wheelβ€”
Now you’re

Driving sideways
Taken in by the scenery
As you’re propelled along
And your companion
Will not help you to navigate
For fear she may be wrong

And you will say
That you’re making headway
And put it in overdrive
But you’re mistaking speed
For getting what you need
And never even noticing
You never do arrive
‘Cause you’re

Driving sideways
If you roll down the window
You’ll see
You’re where you don’t belong
And your companion
Will not help you to navigate
For fear she may be wrong

And you’re powered by
The hopeful lie
That it’s just around the bend
And when this, by default
Comes screeching to a halt
Let’s hope that you know what to do
To start it up again

Driving sideways
Hitting scan on the radio
So she can sing along
And she’ll sit
Thinking you’re going to handle it
Until she’s proven wrong
Until she’s proven wrong
Until you prove her wrong

Driving Sideways by Aimee Mann from Bachelor No. 2 (Or The Last Remains Of The Dodo)

Barenaked Ladies concerts rock! They are indeed a great show, as I’ve heard. They keep the audience going and they’re hilarious. The only thing I don’t understand about concerts is why they invariably have stage lighting that shines directly in your eyes. And why, oh why, does almost everyone insist on standing throughout the concert? Oh well, it was still an awesome show.