Yesterday I gave in to the ease of iTunes (angel and devil in one package, I swear) and downloaded KT Tunstalls Eye to the Telescope album. Man… what a good album. I’d had her on my radar for the past few months after hearding Suddenly I See and Heal Over (as well as Black Horse) on radioioEclectic (again, iTunes, iZombie). Literally I keep a list on my desk of songs and artists that I hear on the iRadio (which has the lovely feature of showing such useful information) and she was on it a few times.
Anyway, another gem discovered post-download was Miniature Disasters. Not only does it have an infectious rythym structure the lyrics could be my anthem:
I don’t want to be second best
Don’t want to stand in line
Don’t want to fall behind
Don’t want to get caught out
Don’t want to do without
And the lesson I must learn
Is that I’ve got to wait my turn
Looks like I got to be hot and cold
I got to be taught and told
Got to be good as gold
But perfectly honest
I think it would be good for me
Coz it’s a hindrance to my health
I’m a stranger to myself
Miniature disasters and minor catastrophoes
Bring me to my knees
Well I must be my own master
Or a miniature disaster will be
It will be the death of me
I don’t have to raise my voice
Don’t have to be underhand
Just got to understand
That it’s gonna be up and down
It’s gonna be lost and found
And I can’t take to the sky
Before I like it on the ground
And i need to be patient
And i need to be brave
Need to discover
How i need to behave
And I’ll find out the answers
When i know what to ask
But i speak a different language
And everybody’s talking too fast
Miniature disasters and minor catastrophoes
Bring me to my knees
Well I must be my own master
or a miniature disaster will be
I’ve got to run a little faster
Or a miniature disaster will be
Well I need to know I’ll last if a little
Miniature disaster hits me
It could be the death of me
You know that I’m willing to help the process in any way that I can… 🙂
Reading the lyrics in the third verse reminded me of what Douglas Adams had to say about flying:
“There is an art, or rather, a knack to flying.
The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.
Pick a nice day, and try it. The first part is easy.
All it requires is simply the ability to throw yourself forward with all your weight, and willingness not to mind that it’s going to hurt.
That is, it’s going to hurt if you fail to miss the ground.
Most people fail to miss the ground, and if they are really trying properly, the likelihood is that they will fail to miss it fairly hard.
Clearly, it is this second part, the missing, which presents the difficulties.
ooxx!
M
Leave it to you to pick out an absolutely miniscule detail to tangent about…