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The Guilt-Free Three officially has a Folk Singer Edition. Mostly because of one man–but I’m realizing that folk singers are mighty sexy. MIGHTY.
So here we go:
#3: Kristian Matsson: The Tallest Man On Earth
HOLY GEEZ. Not only is his voice and his music AMAZING, he’s like a Swedish James Dean. Lordy!
#2: Charlie Fink: “Noah & The Whale”
Gimme that hair!
#1: Angus Stone: Angus & Julia Stone
Whaaaaa–okay, I’ll admit it. This is the whole reason for this post. HOLY SHIT. The hair, the scruff, the chest fur, the voice, the harmonica. I can’t help myself. Luckily, he only sings with his sister, so he’s not married–plus, Mike digs his sister Julia.
I know you’re dying to hear about my Valentine’s Day weekend (har har har), but you’ll have to wait until tomorrow. I haven’t had a chance to upload the pictures. But it’ll be quite a saga, don’t you worry.
However, today, I want to introduce to you (maybe reintroduce for some of you?) my friends and a really great band called Mike Blair & the Stonewalls.
When I was living in North Carolina, one of my favorite escapes was to go downtown to 16 Taps and listen to these guys on open mic night. I don’t know all the new members of the band, but I do know Mike Blair, his sister Sarah Blair, and resident hardass David Graham (yeah, he’s the one in the sunglasses who isn’t smiling).
I smoked many ‘a cigarettes and drank many ‘a beer listening to them play. In fact, I’m in a bootleg recording yelling, “God I need that song!” No, I will not share it with you. But I can say this about the three members of the band that I do know: Mike, Sarah, and David were there for me a lot.
For my birthday, they got me coffee and peanut butter cookies because I came to their show. Mike offered to come over to my creepy house in the hood multiple times when I heard scary stuff going on and the helicopter was looking with a spotlight through my neighborhood. Sarah was always there for giggling and talking. And David gave me Slippery When Wet on vinyl before I left.
Not only that, but the band learned to play Mike’s and my song, and they did it for a lot of Mondays in a row when I was missing Mike. They’re great people, and great musicians.
And you can always preview the music…but beware, you’ll want it after that.
I watch sitcoms and see people dancing around the kitchen to music while they cook. I had a roommate that used to listen to music while she cleaned. My boyfriend listens to music when he washes his/my car. I have friends who are obsessed with music.
But me? Music does not move me. And that scares the crap out of me.
It used to. It really did. I’m not saying I had the best taste in music, but there was a time that I could throw in my Hanson CDs and be happy listening for hours. The same goes for the Backstreet Boys, and even N’Sync, but I have to blame this on being a teeny bopper. It wasn’t the music I loved…but rather the boys who sang it.
Throughout high school and early into college, I blared Bon Jovi wherever I went. I still like the music, and I still like the band, but when I get in the car to drive those long two hours to Mike, I never want to listen to Bon Jovi.
Between college and now, it’s just been country music that I listen to casually. There have only been a few songs that make me think back to certain times or situations.
Maybe that’s my problem? I no longer link music to moments…
I remember listening to “I’m Like a Bird” by Nelly Furtado every day on my way to tan before senior prom. Because of that, it is forever sunny when that song plays.
And when I hear “Wanted Dead or Alive” by Bon Jovi, I think of driving over the bridge in Fremont with my car packed with my guy friends all singing at the top of their lungs with me.
If Garth Brooks starts singing “Shameless” or Reba McIntyre comes on with “Fancy”, I think of my Jenny…and that fleet of firefighters we seduced with flasks at the Goat and Compass.
But there is not an album or a genre that I can put on, sit back, and enjoy. I wish it weren’t so. Lately I’ve been listening to folk, and really enjoying the folk from overseas…but I do not long for it in the car.
I want music that hits home with me and I can’t find it. If you can help me out of my musical conundrum (Fowler, Harden, the Blairs, etc.), please do. I am stuck, and a world without music truly sucks.