Where have you been all my life, Mr. Lee?
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I might have mentioned that in addition to my already full plate of graduate school (or rather, working on my dissertation proposal, funding applications, two side research projects, and getting ready to go to Africa) and hanging out with my hubby and friends, I work two days a week at a book and music store. Silly me-- I went into work tonight with the remnants of a terrible hangover and not wanting to deal with people. So I went back to the safe haven that is the music section, and began a task that only someone with my level of anal retentiveness and OCD could do... I alpha'd our dance music section. It was ugly, friends... ugly. Well, I figured out (because of a customer, actually) that I could use the listening station so conveniently located right next to dance to my advantage (by scanning music and turning up the volume so that I could listen to it without putting on the headphones-- this saved me from having to listen to the store's multiple iterations of the dreamgirls soundtrack). First, I scanned the Decemeberists' new album and listened to that. It rocked like I knew it would, and I was happy. But right next to it (on our over bin displays) was Amos Lee.And I remember that Chucky has repeatedly told me to listen to him.Seriously, Chucky, you were so right. I adore this CD. In fact, I bought it tonight after listening to it on repeat while I alpha'd (and yes, that's a verb). It is perfect for working to, and he is one sexy man. He has this amazingly sensuous voice, and his lyrics are raw and it's folksy but not... it basically rocks. And it was a perfect suggestion. :) Thank you!
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