Sunday, March 07, 2010
I'm admitting that I have been in touch with the broadening of my horizons by showing you this. Ladies and gents( who don't already know.... or those of you who don't circle like nerdy vultures around Brooklyn Vegan or Aquarian Drunkard) This is Joanna Newsom. Joanna used to be one of my guilty pleasures. I used to crank her anthem "The Sprout and the Bean" on the way to a diaper run at Walgreens with all the window down..with my mind on my money and my money on my mind. Laid back, yeah....
Joanna grew up in the north of Northern California, in a suburb called middle earth. After 19 years of home schooling, and mastering the handcrafting of never before seen instruments made from driftwood, she slowly became one with the woods surrounding her home, disappeared into the pines one harvest moon night but soon returned as a musical prodigy/forest nymph armed with a giant harp, a lyrical intuition above most everyone I've ever heard and that voice. That one of a kind voice. Like an angel whose been huffing rubber cement for a decade, but beautiful underneath.
Here she is on Jimmy Fallon's show just effortlessly grooving through a song with 500 notes and six or seven changes. She just picked up the piano about a month ago....you get my drift. There's nobody like her. She makes Bjork look like a low rent Sheryl Crow.
Look at how her mouth moves while she sings...kind of like a muppet, about to catch a fly... like grooving a mouthwash gargly motion...I love it.
I'm not kidding around here. I think she's blessed with pure talent. Truly an original.
Her new album is a three disc opus called Have One On Me.
Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to get back to watching my ebay auction. I'm bidding on a vial of her pixie dust, stolen from backstage by an over zealous fan.