Bad Like Me
So, one of the universal perks of working at a coffee shop is coffee shop music. I feel like people constantly bitch about the music at work, but I enjoy tuning it out until something like Tom Waits's Hold On comes on and I can dance around the lobby sweeping and singing loudly.
Well, one of the other perks is we SOLD Tom Waits's new album Bad Like Me. In the tradition of holiday something, something, mumble a nice lady BOUGHT ME the new album. Mostly because we were talking CDs Starbucks sells and I was pimping Pink Martini because it's one of my all time favorite Christmas albums, but mentioned that I love Tom.
I. Love. Tom.
It took me probably a week to finally sit down and listen to it (how hard is it to listen to a CD in my car? With a brand new shiny iPod? Fucking hard).
I now seem to switch over to CD pretty regularly when I get fed up with everything (often) and I feel I could sing most of the new album in my sleep.
I had a line stuck in my head for almost a full week (The only way down from the gallows is to swing), then Put Me Back in the Crowd, then Auld Lang Syne, and now? Now it's freaking Kiss Me Like a Stranger. I won't believe our loves a mystery, I won't believe our loves a sin. I want you to kiss me like a stranger, kiss me like a stranger, once again.
I really do love Tom Waits and I think this album is just pure wonder, but GOD DAMN BRAIN. I can't move past this album until my brain does.
Oh well.
Well, one of the other perks is we SOLD Tom Waits's new album Bad Like Me. In the tradition of holiday something, something, mumble a nice lady BOUGHT ME the new album. Mostly because we were talking CDs Starbucks sells and I was pimping Pink Martini because it's one of my all time favorite Christmas albums, but mentioned that I love Tom.
I. Love. Tom.
It took me probably a week to finally sit down and listen to it (how hard is it to listen to a CD in my car? With a brand new shiny iPod? Fucking hard).
I now seem to switch over to CD pretty regularly when I get fed up with everything (often) and I feel I could sing most of the new album in my sleep.
I had a line stuck in my head for almost a full week (The only way down from the gallows is to swing), then Put Me Back in the Crowd, then Auld Lang Syne, and now? Now it's freaking Kiss Me Like a Stranger. I won't believe our loves a mystery, I won't believe our loves a sin. I want you to kiss me like a stranger, kiss me like a stranger, once again.
I really do love Tom Waits and I think this album is just pure wonder, but GOD DAMN BRAIN. I can't move past this album until my brain does.
Oh well.