Tuesday, May 20, 2008

who did this?

This cute thing appeared in my mailbox yesterday.

I didn't order it, and for the life of me I can't figure out who did. It didn't come with a note or anything. Sooo... if you're reading this and you sent it please let me know. I love it and I want to thank you. :)

You guys are in trouble now that I've got this iPod. Music suggestions will be coming out of the wazoo around here. Alright, I'll try to control myself. But I have to tell you about this one.

Aretha Franklin's Rare and Unreleased Recordings from the Golden Reign of the Queen of Soul. I'm all over Aretha, my desert island artist. I've read her autobiography, and I know a lot, a whole lot, of her music, particularly her older stuff. It's a happy occasion to discover music from her classic era that I haven't heard. Many of these B-sides, demos, and outtakes are so stirring and perfect that they could have been major releases. I mean, these are her lesser efforts? It's no wonder she's been so successful. If back-in-the-day Aretha means anything to you, get this disc.

4 comments:

Lola and Ava said...

It wasn't us, but man I love it when a student has Aretha as their research individual. Usually it's a kid who is into music and sees "the Queen of Soul" on a book or something like that . . . and then the fun begins when they start their oral presentation and they let loose with the children she had before 20. I'm telling you, it's a sight to see 50 7th graders' eyes POP out of their heads. The best is when someone follows it up with Billie Holliday or John Coltrane or Bill Clinton. Priceless! Unfortunately, you also have to sit through 20 gazillion Ben Franklins and Benedict Arnolds but it's worth it for the kids to realize that people they look up to are *gasp* human beings.

Adrienne said...

LOVE MY IPOD!!!!!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

It was me. There was no option for writing a note. I'm glad you like it. It's a quite useful little thing.

Natalie said...

Suprise gift. Love that! What fun. Glad the giver fessed up.