Listening to: 'Little Plastic Castle' by Ani DiFranco
they say goldfish have no memory
i guess their lives are much like mine
the little plastic castle
is a surprise every time
it's hard to say if they are happy
but they don't seem much to mind
It really strikes me as music from the heart rather than necessarily musically great. The frenetic and at times dissonant music mucks a bit with my emotions, but it affects them on a primal level, which is something I associate with good music. I like the jazzy, punkish style. Unlike similar 'political' artists (I'm thinking Tori Amos), it actually peps me up (which is good, since I've been down today) rather than making me a psycho man-hating bitch. It's empowering without bitchifying, I guess is what I'm trying to say. Oh, well. I think the only way to truly decide how I feel is to listen to more of it, don't you? :)
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