Mark, Thanks for reminding me about this breathtaking album. She does many amazing things with silence and metaphor on that album. (Rickie Lee Jones' "Pirates") It's perfectly polished and realized but it swings somehow although it's nothing like the 50s jazz that it reminds me of. You hit it on the nail with "Is this album kinda like 'West Side Story' meets Kerouac meets Fellini?" You could definetly segue into Springsteen's "Jungleland" from any cut. "The street's alive in a real death waltz." You betcha and it's so fitting to me now, living in the inner city, surrounded by endless news about terror and plots in Boston and New York.
I have it on vinyl and I don't know if the pregnant breaks and deep breathing are audible on CD or not but I love that album. It's one of those that I played for a few months and never tired of it. I'm gonna revisit it now. I feel sentimental now and want familiar things around me. Maybe it's the impending Holidays. Maybe it's paranoia. Maybe it's sensitivity. " What do birds leeeeeave behind of the wings that they came with? or a son in the tree building model planes? skeletons. " (c) 1981 Rickie Lee Jones Lama You said, in part, >>>>>> Omigod, is today Rickie's birthday? The day after Joni's??! You aren't serious!! I'm listening to 'Pirates' at this very moment. I've been trying to decide which is the more awesome song: 'We Belong Together' or 'Living It Up'. Is this album kinda like 'West Side Story' meets Kerouac meets Fellini?
