It was a great fit because as any fifteen year old, I was obsessed with music. I designed shirts for my favorite bands in my free time. I drew new cover art for my favorite Cd. I even wrote poetry that was inspired by the flavor of my favorite songs. Best Buy was a perfect researching ground. I would spend a lot of time looking through the stacks and stacks of Cd's for my next find.
I remember the day I happened upon Jewel for the first time. Her Cd had just come out but not hit the radio yet. The album cover intrigued me so I bought it. I was impressed with her crooked teeth and chubby thighs. Her voice too was great, and her lyrics I liked even better.
The last week or so I've been listening to that album on my ipod (what's a cd?). We listen to music while we do just about anything. I was raised by the tv so it seems that I need noise but the tv distracts Zander from school, so we listen to music. Her songs have come alive to me again as an adult and I understand a deeper meaning to her lyrics. Her money fixed her crooked teeth, and fame fixed her thighs, but I still adore her voice and wit.
There is a lyric in one of her songs that I've adored since I first heard it over fifteen years ago. It's my quote on the blog ironically. The whole song that the lyric is pulled out of is pretty much a great description of me. But this lyric, in all of it's simplicity is my mantra.
So thank you Jewel. Thank you for living in your car and yodeling out songs. I adore them as much as I did your chunky thighs! And even though your music took an odd turn after that first Cd, I still think you're pretty cool.