I only just discovered the fact via a reader’s email related to an earlier post.
James aka mojo wrote:
Specifically, she addresses the spiraling carbon emission problem with the lyric:
"All still in their lanes
Under rush hour lights
There's one head to a car
But you act so surprised
When the snow don't come
You can't swim in the lakes
Now it's hotter than hell
In a bed you won't make"
[photo:'seattlespeeding by Kathleen Edwards]
A lyric is worth a 1000 words is it not?
James concluded by saying:
Ironically, it was only a few weeks after the album's release that eastern Canada got *pounded* with a blizzard of mythic proportion... or so the story goes anyway.
Art imitating Life? Or is it the other way around?
I think it’s the other way around.
Hey. Now all we need is a song about how to get four or five heads to a car.
Kathleen Edwards: Hear her at www.myspace.com/kathleenedwards.
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2 comments:
There seems to be a harmonic convergence in the blogoshpere today. If you've seen Carmi's latest post on Written, Inc. you know what I mean. He's got his own side-view mirror shot at the top, but the really spooky part is at the end where he says: "Sometimes, art imitates life, which in turn imitates art."
I'd have to agree with the Seattle critic you mention. You gotta love a girl who can work Marty McSorley into a lyric ("I Make the Dough, You Get the Glory" from Asking for Flowers).
re convergence - "great minds think alike", mojo.
Marty was a consistent grinder and likely thinks one good song is a just reward.
Gord H.
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