"Sometimes my back feels like it bears all the weight of this house, these three cats, and my truck full of crap....but with every little bang, every little push, every step I take I get closer..." ---Melissa Ferrick
I am so happy to have discovered this caffeine-demented performer whose life and lyrics rillyrilly seem like, "Whoa, that's, like just what I woulda written! I woulda written that! If I had any talent!" She's funny as all get out, playful, vulnerable, sexy, and a brilliant musician. The above song: far better than the little excerpt suggests. She's about to drop "Enough About Me," a CD of sublime covers & studio versions of two of her fan fave originals, and just got a new website up which I'll link to once a glitch or two's solved.
Now vexation...the hungry maw of the void into which things disappear with disturbing frequency from my iBook and iPhone when I am not finished writing them! Or in the case of music, when I haz purchased it from iTunes awready! :( When the voracious darkness of nonexistence swallowed a 4152 -character letter I wrote today, oy, the vexation! But "ya can't live on naches and ya can't die from tsuris," and I avoided lashon hara, which is one Jewish value I really believe makes life ever so much freer, clearer, happier, better, by expressing my considerable distaste with stilted, precise language. And I liked it! But losing a long, happy, letter I was writing to a sweet girl I recently met because she'd asked me a bunch of very intelligent questions surely did vex me sorely a little while ago.
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