I have had the song Heavy Metal Drummer running through my head in a constant loop this evening.

shiny shiny pants
bleached blonde hair
a double kick drum
by the river in the summer
she fell in love with the drummer
another
then another
she fell in love

Damn that Wilco for writing such a catchy
song, causing it to get stuck in my head, forcing me to pull out the CD to play
it over and over again thus reinforcing the looping to continue. It's a conspiracy I tell you.

Another song I have been obsessing over lately is Ani DiFranco's Swan
Dive. Well, this isn't anything new. I've been obsessed with the
song on and off for a couple years now. I must have like 6 different
recordings of it, each a little different from the other. There is
just something so pure, honest and personal about it, that it stays with me.

I teeter between tired
and really, really tired
I'm wiped and I'm wired but I guess it's just as well
because I built my own empire
out of car tires and chicken wire
and I'm queen of my own compost heap
and I'm getting used to the smell

After giving up trying to figure out the way odd tuning on my own and Googling it
(like I
should have in the first place), I've been learning the chords and such on my
guitar. Of course, I don't have the super industrial Nailene
brand "action length" fashion nails Ani uses to make her playing come
alive, but don't think I haven't thought of running the Sally's Beauty Supply to
find a set in extra large nails for myself.

Oh..the paradox of Ani's fake nails. During her performance last year, she
broke one and stopped between songs to reapply another. Someone in the
audience yelled out, "Ain't bein' a woman a bitch?"