I made it through the first 2 hours of the Music Super-Bowl called the Grammys– there were some great moments. I did enjoy much of it- Mumford and Sons have rebooted rock music by going all the way back with acoustic instruments and harmonious pub style yelling so they deserve the award for best album. Fun and The Black Keys also got things going, this show may be the one when hip-hop is taking a few hits from rock music (they really never learned to play nice with each other).
For the Monday song, I’m going with the duo that everyone except bass players love. When I started this blog, I admitted that I knew nothing about this band (Can you call two guys a band?) and could not figure out why everyone was going crazy over them. That has changed with some listening -this music hits you like a virus that you can’t get over…. infectious… and I got it now. Best thing to come out of Akron, Ohio since Devo.(and don’t think too hard; there is no third thing, good or bad!)
Notes a year later:
What a silly music blogger I was- Akron is a hotbed of music talent. The great thing about blogging about anything is that you learn as you go and you get better.
I heard the Sarah McLachlan version of this song a couple days ago and it hit me as a well written Christmas ballad. I’ve heard it before but it kind of went over or under my head and never really stuck. Reason #387 that music is cool –You can listen to stuff, even good stuff and it might take a while for you to really hear it and have it hit you. I don’t know why that is…just like I don’t know why time and mood and all the other elements that make you you seem to have a connection to what you hear and what you don’t. You can hear stuff as just ambient background fuzz or it can dance with your soul. Same music – just you in a different place.
Instead of the Canadian Mclaclan doing her excellent version of fellow Canadian Joni Mitchell’s song…I kicked around a bit to find a Scottish dude doing a version…Hey…this piece of music is very wimpy for the cave so I needed Scotland to give it a little nip of whiskey, salmon fishing and a cold north wind…you know, rustic masculine stuff.
So here we go with a Travis version of this song that starts with a good story. Good stories make everything better.