If this isn’t quite the melancholy little ditty…

Anyway, I really like the band name, Vertical Horizon. It may have absolutely nothing to do with space travel, but the first time I heard it, I thought to myself that that’s the only place that a vertical horizon would be practical — in the cold depths of space. Perhaps I read too much military sci-fi.

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My beloved Geoffrey is almost maniacally fond of Alice Cooper. He even sat next to him on a plane flight once — back when he was a little kid who didn’t know anything about who Alice Cooper was (Geoffrey’s mom pronounced him “a very nice man”). I had barely heard of the man before I got involved with Geoffrey, and realized the extent of his fanhood. And saw his collection of CDs. And action figures. Et cetera.

All I can say is, I’m glad the Alice Cooper Xmas tree ornament is purple.

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Coming down the home stretch, only six hours to go! So of course I had to blog about an Eve 6 song.

This is a really special love song, which –

What do you mean, it’s not a love song? Of course it is.

Yes, I know the lyrics talk about putting your heart in a blender …technically …but overall, the gist of it is definitely a love song.

Yeah, I see the line that says “then I’m through with you,” but, really, it’s actually a love song.

Well, if you’d just understand that… uhm. Well.

Maybe you had to be there.

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I heard somewhere that this song was written by a bandmember who was expecting a child, and it was an allegory of birth. I’m not sure whether I believe that or not; it still sounds like a pub song to me.

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There must be some kind of law in the universe that a song with an absolutely nonsensical title, by a band with an absolutely nonsensical name, must never actually be any good, but only liked by total weirdos who listen to music with lyrics involving souls kept in birdcages or some such idiocy. (Please do not make cranky comments about this unless your name is Lyse, since that teasing is aimed at her.)

But there are always exceptions.

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Yay, it’s a happy song!

Settle in, kidlets, and Auntie Lil will tell you a fairy tale. *clears throat* Once upon a time, there was a sad lady. She had been cruelly dumped by Mr. MNMSICDYFAWTWL, and she whiled away her days listening to Angry Chick Music. Then one day, she got a new job, and on her way to the manager’s office to fill out her paperwork, she saw a man. “Oh. My. Heavens.” she thought. “He is totally yummy …I want that.” But she didn’t say anything; she just smiled. The man smiled back — he was a friendly sort. Over the next couple of months, the sad lady listened to less and less Angry Chick Music, and more and more I’m A Grrrl music! One weekend, she found herself at the same camping trip as the friendly man. They realized they were both in pretty rotten moods, and decided to see if the old saying was true that misery loves company. Misery loved company so much, that misery ended up moving in with company that very same week! And this was “their song” –

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This is another one-hit wonder. It’s aggravating when you get really excited about a band’s debut, and they never make a second splash worthy of any notice. Anymore, I don’t even bother to find a song appealing unless it’s at least the band’s second hit. But when I do discover an already-established band with a couple of albums under their belt, I get pretty excited. (Currently, I’m holding out high hopes for My Chemical Romance.)

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This is the all-purpose, crying-in-your-beer heartbreak song. Until I looked the band (Soul Asylum) up on Wikipedia, I had no idea they were so prolific, as they really only had one big hit on the charts. Maybe I should check out some of their other albums…

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I was lucky enough to see NIN in concert a while back, and I was very impressed. (And not just because I can happily stare at Trent Reznor for hours.) For some reason, a lot of people seem surprised that I like NIN. Then again, those might be the same sort of people who mistakenly categorize me as some kind of yuppie, minivan-driving soccer mom. I ask you, does a yuppie soccer mom have four tattoos, two body piercings, *mumble, mumble* number of lifetime sexual partners, two boyfriends currently, a kid who has tri-colored hair (blue, green, & purple — I keep forgetting to take a picture so I can post it), a tattooed & pierced primary boyfriend who manages an adult (pr0n) shop, and a boa constrictor for a pet?

You tell me.

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You all knew this one was coming, sooner or later. *evil grin*

Meredith Brooks is from Oregon and she’s a darned good musician and she’s another Gemini and we love her lots. (“We” meaning me and my youngest daughter, who adores this song.) Not to mention, the song was nominated for a Grammy.

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