A little slow on the uptake...

I love music. Admittedly, I don't know much about it, and don't know any new artists. At all. Since I don't own a car, I don't putter around town listening to the radio as I run errands. I know "modern" folks have these little boxes o' sound called MP3 players, and I have one that doesn't work too well from several years ago that I no longer use. If I wasn't going through a divorce and suddenly having to pay the mortgage all by myself, along with every other expense you don't realize you have until you examine them all, I'd probably by an iPod. But, alas.

I am proud to report though that I joined the modern people in some small sense yesterday. I bought something from iTunes for the first time! But don't get too excited... I bought an album from 2003 that I just discovered this week. Damien Rices "O." I LOVE it! Here is my favorite song. These lyrics kill me. KILL. ME.

"Cannonball"
There’s still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
There’s still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
It’s still a little hard to say what's going on

There’s still a little bit of your ghost your witness
There’s still a little bit of your face i haven't kissed
You step a little closer each day
That I can´t say what´s going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love, it taught me to lie
Life, it taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball

There’s still a little bit of your song in my ear
There’s still a little bit of your words i long to hear
You step a little closer to me
So close that I can´t see what´s going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So its not hard to fall
When you float like a cannon.

Stones taught me to fly
Love, it taught me to cry
So come on courage, teach me to be shy
'Cause its not hard to fall,
And I don't want to scare her
Its not hard to fall
And i don't want to lose
Its not hard to grow
When you know that you just don't know