I’ve been getting kind of down on music, the inevitable by-product, I think, of reviewing 4-5 CDs a week and sometimes 6, for weeks and weeks on end. So the yellow manila envelopes that used to be almost like Christmas, every single day of the week, have been starting to feel like obligations. Great, another fucking record. Thanks. It’s a sickness. But anyway, these sorts of ruts are not u
Here's one of the other gems from Heavens. I knew a girl in the marching band at Boise High School named Jennifer Fanning. She wasn't really a popular girl, but she wasn't really a nerd either. Just a very nice, beautiful person. Anyway, after I went off to college, I imagined that this song could have been written for her: "She's fetching/She may not know it now/Watch out if she finds out...
