Misunderstood

"But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood"

"Don't Let me be Misunderstood", Yusuf Islam, Formerly Cat Stevens

Sometimes I like to borrow CD's to see if I like enough of the songs to buy the whole CD or decide if I want to simply download a few of the songs from iTunes. I recently borrowed a CD from a dear friend (who shall remain nameless since I'm about to bash the CD - but you know who you are and I love you nonetheless!). It was Cat Stevens', I mean Yusuf Islam's, newest release - a CD cleverly entitled "An Other Cup". I always liked Cat Stevens old stuff though I had never purchased any of his music. I thought I'd give the CD a chance while we were cooking breakfast this morning.

I liked a few of the songs, sort of. But overall, I just really didn't care for it. Too sappy. Too dreary. Perfect if you are in a deep depression, which I hope to avoid at all costs - including the cost of ongoing therapy.

With some assistance from Doc. B., we decided that Yusuf's intentions were good, but that the name of the CD should have been "The Artist Formerly Known as Cat Stevens, needs money". As Doc. B. says, "nuf said".

Chicks of Dixie

PHOTO courtesy of Time Magazine

"I made my bed and I sleep like a baby
With no regrets and I don’t mind sayin’
It’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger
And how in the world can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they’d write me a letter
Sayin’ that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over"

Dixie Chicks, "Not Ready to Make Nice"

The Dixie Chicks won BIG last night at the Grammys - for every category in which they were nominated, they won. Thanks Baby Sis for turning me on to this new album. "Taking the Long Way" is one of my favorite songs on the Album of the same name but you just gotta love "Not Ready to Make Nice".

Southland in the Springtime

"When God made me born a yankee he was teasin'
There's no place like home and none more pleasin'
Than the Southland in the springtime"

Indigo Girls, "Southland in the Springtime"

Yeah, I know, it's not spring yet. But one day last week, the thermometer on the upper deck showed 70 degrees. This was while, in my home state of Michigan, the schools were closing due to frigid temperatures.

I've been in Atlanta now for about 15 years. Ever since my very first Christmas trip home to Michigan, and every single winter holiday visit home thereafter, I've generally spent the entire time with my frozen feet (not to be confused with Michael Franks' "Popsicle Toes" from his 1976 Album entitled "The Art of Tea") tucked under someone.

When God made me born a yankee he was absolutely teasin'.

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