Yoga Stretch

On top of this afternoon’s core workout (not to mention this mornings easy 2000m drill swim and easy ride w/ HRH this after work) is this slow and gentle yoga stretch before tending to my Masters spin class.  My listening pleasure is the ‘Lying In the Sun‘  EP by Lera Lynn.


This short 5 track (20 minute) EP was released in 2014 on her own label and, no, she’s not a devil worshiper or anything (I think).  Although I have no idea whatelse  the album cover was trying to depict.

Anyway, wat’s unique to Lera is that she has a haunting voice that can conjure up country legends and the best of the singer-songwriters yet, not really emulate any of them at the same time.  The EP itself has an ominous tone (ideal for my lazy stretch this evening), often with a grungy guitar lurking in the background.  It’s kinda of like what you might expect to hear if you were to have the Cowboy Junkies cover Julee Cruise songs.  It’s a little dark and gloomy, it’s creepy and it’s kooky, mysterious and spooky; it’s all together ooky…

…you get the picture.

I Become You‘  is fantastic and ‘Fire‘  kind of sounds like it could have been a Bruce Springsteen cover (it’s not).

A damn fine listen for some light bendy-twisty on quiet mat in the corner.


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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