Posted on May 31st, 2007 by Scraps.
Categories: Music, Lyrics.
Despite my love of words, I'm not very lyric-driven in my music taste. So I didn't imagine that when I finally got around to (briefly) writing about the still-undernoticed (but opening for Morrissey; see her if you can) Kristeen Young, it would be to talk about her lyrics, which is not by a long shot the most arresting thing about her music.
But I recently picked up her fifth? sixth? album, The Orphans, and it has passages that have made me laugh and made me bark (ha!) with appreciation:
Before the drummer can say, "It's gay"
It's my baby.
Before the producer can take parts away,
I'll play all day. Hey!
This is my song I love
It just how it is, right now.
You should call yourself "Lucky Duck"
to hear it at all.--"Before"
Middle America can't handle this, right?
Middle America's conservative, right?
Kansas City's where the problem is, right?
But you don't even know what state it's in, right?--"Under a Landlocked Moon"
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