Showing posts with label alanis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label alanis. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Sound review: Flavors of Entanglement

As Speedy G said, "it's purty." And you know what? It actually is. It's been a while since the 'Queen of Angst" released an album and this new one was well worth the wait. As you listen to one track after another, you start to wonder - has Ryan Reynolds listened to any of this yet? If he has, what does he think of it? For those who've been living under a rock, Reynolds ditched Alanis for someone with the same hair colour as him - Scarlett Johansson - who happens to have her own CD too. I didn't even know she sings until I saw it on E! Anyway, Flavors of Entanglement is exactly just that - a super tasty collection of well composed, well arranged, and well sung songs that are begging to be played on full blast either in your room or while driving. Preferably while you're in a mood that's far from being sad, depressed, or suicidal. Violins, ethnic instruments, pianos, and other musical instruments are perfectly laced together that you will not even notice that she's already singing about wanting the guy in question to die and go to hell because you'll be so enthralled at the beauty of the melodies. So far I love Not As We. It's like Uninvited but better. Day one, day one Start over again Step one, step one I'm barely making sense For now I'm faking it 'Til I'm psuedo-making it From scratch, begin again But this time I as I And not as we I also love In Praise of the Vulnerable Man. It will make you tap your feet on the floor. When you do what you do to provide How you land in the soft as you fortify This is in praise of the vulnerable man Why won't you lead the rest of your cavalry home Torch is another nice song. I miss your smell and your style And your pure abiding way Miss your approach to life And your body in my bed Miss your take on anything And the music you would play Miss cracking up and wrestling And our debriefs at end of day These are things that I miss These are not times for the weak of heart These are the days of raw despondence I never dreamed I would have to lay down My torch for you like this And Giggle Again for No Reason Oh this state of ecstasy Nothing but road could ever give to me This liberty wind in my face And I'm giggling again for no reason I'm reeling jubilation Triumphant in delight I am at home in this high five And I'm smiling for no reason