So in the past week or so I have purchased 4 new albums, the details of which I feel I should discuss. The most I have ever purchased at one time was 9, which was just an overload and an experience I do not plan to do again...each album needs its time to be savored and introduced and 9 was just too many. Am I that anal that I keep track of this and even feel that my albums need my attention like a child? Wow I'm weird, and now I'm rambling.
My purchases:
(1) "Impossible Dream" by Patty Griffin
(2) "O" by Damien Rice
(3) "Home" by Keller Williams
(4) "Show" by The Cure
So how's that for diverse, eh? That's one Austin-based singer-songwriter, an Irish pop-folk singer, a solo jam-band, and a live show from an 80s indie icon...I think its funny. I am enjoying all of them in their own capacity, however the album I am most impressed with is Damien Rice's "O", though my expectations were rather low considering I new next to nothing about him, except Paste Magazine liked him. Patty Griffin's latest studio album "Impossible Dream" had considerably higher expectations, somewhere around sounding like the auditory version of a heavenly experience. It is good, just not as good as I had hoped...a little too slow at points.
Has my life really gotten so boring and uneventful that the only thing I have to talk about is my opinion of the albums I just bought?
Wow.
I'm going to end this now, before I quit teetering on the edge of being sad and just fly off into the canyon of the utterly pathetic.
