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Pretty Dress. Pretty Songs.

Lately, when I drive my big fat Pacifica, I've been listening to a CD by Rosie Thomas--If Songs Could Be Held--which was a birthday gift from Daughter #1. It gets set aside from time to time when I need to focus on a symphony for a few weeks or when I'm trying to embed Mozart horn concertos directly into my brain cells. But since I'm between orchestra concerts and I've become frustrated with my inability to play Mozart as well as I should, it's all Rosie.

Rosie has this ethereal and clear voice that seems to do just what she tells it to do, gliding from word to word and from phrase to phrase with what comes across as pure ease. I have found, though, that as much as I enjoy her, prolonged exposure makes me sad, and I have to switch to something perky to keep from slipping into a real funk. Her songs tend to have a melancholy timbre that, over time, makes me want to slump over the steering wheel and contemplate the passing clouds with lots of sighing.

There are so many lyrical and fluid songs on Rosie's CD that I don't know if I could choose an overall favorite, but by far my favorite to belt out while I'm driving is Pretty Dress. It's the kind of song that I can push Repeat for over and over until I finally pull into my garage and have to turn off the car--and I never tire of it.

I have noticed something unique on her site, at least I think it's unique. Rosie and her band were robbed of their equipment after a concert in Philadelphia, and since nothing was insured apparently, she has arranged for her fans to contribute to a special fund using Paypal. All the contributions will go toward replacing the equipment. I think that takes guts, and I think that takes a belief that your fans will trust you with their cash.

What if my horn were to be stolen, and I set up an account for friends to buy a new one for me? (Let's assume I didn't have home owner's insurance to cover lost property). I doubt I'd receive more than a nickel, and I doubt that I would contribute to an account like that myself. But I do love this Rosie Thomas girl, and I do hope she and her band can buy all the guitars and amps they need. I do a lot of driving and need quality soundtracks for my frequent jaunts.

By the way, does this girl on the CD cover remind you of anyone? Anyone?

Comments

dive said…
Oooh. Pretty Dress is nice. You know I like girl singer/songwriters.
I've just checked Amazon and she has lots to choose from, so I've ordered "If Songs Could Be Held" as that's the album you've been listening to.

Great haircut on the cover, too. Just like a young Robyn/Scout.
Sassy Sundry said…
The poor woman. Last winter I saw a band in Boston who had just had their equipment stolen in NYC the night before. They were playing borrowed instruments, and the singer looked so sad.

This chick sounds cool. I'll check her out. And, yes, Robyn, she looks like you. :)
Scout said…
Dive and Sassy, She does have more than one album, but I haven't gotten around to getting the others.

When I was given this CD I was making a collage of To Kill A Mockingbird (a long story), and I was struck by the resemblance. :)
peahen said…
Hurray for artists who make their music available online. I recently got turned on to Regina Spektor and was delighted to discover that you can hear loads of her tracks on her site. (I don't think I look at all like RS but so wish I did!!!)
We're going through a real revolution (pun intended) at the moment, and I find it so exciting. The days of buying a vinyl disc after hearing one track on the radio, and being sorely disappointed with the rest of the album are behind us now!! That can only be a good thing for quality music.
I like her... she's good .. she does however remind me so much of a young JONI MITCHELL.
here I go talking drum corps again... back in the 90's a corps had all their percussion equipment stolen in Boston..

oh by the way if your horn was stolen i would contribute to your fun.. but NOT if you lost your house or "big fat pacifica" ;)
Scout said…
Peahen, I am so grateful to technology for allowing us to buy just one song--especially for those of use who tend to obsess about just one at a time. Very helpful.

Rich, thanks for being willing to contribute to a hypothetical horn fund! I'll have to practice more to be worthy.
Anonymous said…
mother... i bought another album of hers last week: "only with laughter can you win." bring your ipod this weekend and you can steal it. :)
Scout said…
Hi Daughter. I thought I had responded to this, but I guess it got kicked out. Anyway, I will bring my iPod and chocolate candy for 150 racers, as instructed.
Anonymous said…
by the way, i think that picture of rosie with her guitar looks exactly like the senior picture of you that's hanging in grandma's hallway.

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