"So Sorry" - Feist

Hello All,

I just have to call this out. First, I don’t seek out new music on my own, I find people whose taste in music I respect, then I sniff their butts and follow them down melody trails. Sometimes they’re just moldy passageways and they’re filled with poop. Other times they’re faulty rope bridges, only suspended by my taking someone’s word for it. But of course, there are times where their suggestions pave golden brick roads and I just want to carry a basket full of apples and skip to their loo.

Today is an example of it. I think Roy gives me 95% of my music, of which I’m very thankful for. But it’s really the “hey yo Roe....dude, I’ve been really feeling that new Avril Lavigne” or “hey yo Roe, that new Gwen is off the chain! I want to go buy a Le Sportsac purse, throw punches in the air and wear 80s hooker red lipstick.” It’s the recommendations that I really enjoy the most. Don’t just give me a donkey and a tail for me to pin it on; spin me around and push me in a certain direction.

But when you do, be prepared for the onslaught. Eventually the blindfold will come off and we’ll see if I hit it. I love being recommended stuff but I really only like 5-10% of the music that gets sent to me. And though Roy currently has the homerun record, he also probably has the worst batting average, but it shouldn’t deter him or anyone from swinging. Why do I ask people to do write ups for me if I choose their songs? Because it’s their baby, it’s their initial contact with the music. I want to know, and I want everyone else to know, why you like it. See...I can’t take credit for it. Also, I think it’s a good exercise for people to tap into their cerebral and actually try to access their thoughts.

It’s not easy, I know. But, is it really that FUCKING hard? All I’m asking is, “why do you like it?”

“I just do.”

It baffles me to think that people have become that disconnected from their feelings or emotions and stuff. I think there’s a much bigger tragedy that's taking place but what I’m really trying to say is, if you’re going to stand for something, be ready to defend it; whether it be with rationale, logic or that good ol’ feeling in the pit of your stomach. Or maybe that’s what alienates me. My opinions are seldom accurate, but they’re mine, tried and true. And so that’s why I suggest suggestions.

Feist came to my existence after Roy hooked me up. I thought they were a little too soft; like Sia (I sent her before, but now I realize I can’t stand the whore). Then I thought to myself, “I like Dido, why should a hothead like me grant more real estate to another “chill kind of musician?” Feist is not that special. One year later, and she’s invited to my head space BBQs and holding my brain babies and all of that jazz.

What I’m saying is, examine your mind, exercise your heart and tell me why the fuck I should listen to something. Do it with enough conviction, and you’ll have the attention of everyone on this list.

Now, gimme some donkey ass.

-- Sonnyred

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