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Hi Ward. Thanks for writing. I want to check out that Ys Street stuff. And, yeah, I think you're right about the stupid shit. It has its place, too.
For now: Joanna Newsom's Ys is a very special piece of work. I might be overreacting, but I find myself thinking that wepeople, the worldshould be thankful for it. Listening to Ys, it occurred to me that I spend too much time listening to stupid shit. I sat there, listening, thinking, listening, thinking.
Thinking: Man, I've got to stop listening to stupid shit. Everything I spend time with should be as special, as exceptional, as this.
I don't know if I'll hold myself to this ideal. Next week, or maybe even later today, I may wind up listening to some crap-ass indie pop band with some jangly, angular guitars and disco beats and yelps, but, for a little while, Joanna Newsom's Ys made me want better, made me want more, and I think that's worth noting.
Ys is awesome. There's a live recording of her performance at the Bottletree Cafe floating around (or check out the similar stuff on the Ys Street Band EP), where she played Ys with her band. It's fascinating to compare the band vs orchestral arrangements. As wonderful as the orchestral stuff is, there's something wonderfully special about the stripped down band arrangements. More of a wandering minstrel feel. On the other hand, don't be too hard on the stupid shit. If music can capture the beautiful grandiose moments of life, it can capture the surprising beauty in the mundane ones, too!