Friday In Corporate Hell

Only two more hours to go until the weekend.  Time to buckle down and get the rest of this weeks corporate bullshit over with.  And that buckling down process at the moment includes sticking with the Okie-Folkie theme this afternoon and the ‘Heart Food‘ album by Judee Sill.

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Released in 1973, this is the 2nd album by the California native (Sill was actually the first artist signed to David Geffen’s Asylum label, released two albums and partially completed a third album before dying of a drug overdose in 1979).

A notoriously slow songwriter, this brief though enjoyable outing took its toll on Sill during its making, turning her back to her recently kicked heroin addiction and away from the desire to create more music. Instead of using an outside arranger for the strings (as she did on her previous album), Sill did all of the work herself.  Her lack of formal training and the immense amount of orchestral overdubs certainly would have made such an outing a hardship for anyone.  The album doesn’t suffer much from its sometimes syrupy exterior, though – the songs are almost as strong as any of those from her debut, bearing the same hallmarks of her interest in the occult and Christian theology.   To wit, ‘Heart Food‘  suffers only in comparison to its predecessor; otherwise, it’s a stellar example of the kind of singer/songwriter fare the music industry was mining in the early ’70s.

The supporting cast of top L.A. studio musicians solidifies Sill’s unique brand country-flavored pop, which moves from introspective meanderings to loping rock, often within a single song.  It’s rapturous and otherworldly – listening feels like a form of mystical transcendence, or tuning into Brian Wilson’s head when he’s praying.

Perfect for focusing on PowerPoint’s and crafting out Facilitator’s Guides.  It’s also kind of apropos at the moment seeing as how the press is all lighting up over the increasing movement for California to separate from the rest of Trump’s American.  Hell, look at me being all topical n’ shit.

Bring on the weekend!

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About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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