It's like an echo in my head
If you told me when I was a kid that the girl who sang the excrable "Show Me Love" would go on to make one of my favourite albums of 2005, I would have laughed at you. If you'd told me she'd be able to do this, I don't even know what my reaction would be:
You can dislike this song, of course. But it kind of makes you an asshole.
You can dislike this song, of course. But it kind of makes you an asshole.
I dunno. If I'm an asshole if I don't like the song, doesn't that imply an objective evaluation for artistic endeavours? for aesthetics?
Posted by Anonymous | 9:36 AM
I do like the song though.
Posted by Anonymous | 9:36 AM
Wait - so are you saying this is Robyn (or Robin or however the hell she spells her name)? I'm impressed, although she might consider opening her eyes once in a while - for the first bit I thought her and Jeff Healey should do a tour.
Posted by Anonymous | 11:27 AM
I prefer the studio version, mostly 'cause I'm a sucker for big surging string sections, but that was really nice -- thanks for putting it up.
Posted by John C. | 12:28 PM
In order:
1. Yes it would, if I had actually been serious about that bit. But I'd been grading papers for about 16 hours at that point, so...
Ian is allowed to be facetious on his own blog, sir!
2. I'm glad you like the song.
3. Yep, that's her - I think her 2005 album that I adore is getting a UK release soon, at which point I'll probably import it. And I'm not responding to that Jeff Healey crack, because it's beneath me.
4. You are welcome - I prefer the studio version to (those strings on the chorus alone make me well up), but as with "Heartbeats" this is one of those songs that I think I love no matter the version. There's another one of her doing it live with nothing but a string section and an enthusiastic drummer that is very impressive.
Posted by Ian | 12:47 PM
You forget that I have heard your jokes and therefore know that the joke in question isn't even close to being beneath you.
Posted by Anonymous | 2:59 PM
You're right. Do you know what is beneath me, though?
Your mom.
Posted by Ian | 3:16 PM