A Musical Interlude From the Doom

Because we all need a break from metastisizing madness

To my surprise, my post I Want to Talk About Women, vaulted within a few days of posting, to my number one post, supplanting There Was No Covid Pandemic, which held that place for more than a year and a half.

That got me thinking about a post I did about liberal female singer songwriters, who were influential to me in my coming of age, and made me think about another such post, about some new, young, not necessarily but probably liberal singer songwriters I have been listening to lately, as part of my daily singing routine.

The vast majority of songs I sing, for vocal training (mostly for the sheer joy of it), are written by men, for men to sing. But sometimes a song written or sung by a woman stands out for whatever reason. For instance, my favorite rendition of The House of the Rising Sun is not from The Animals, The Doors or Bob Dylan, it is a version by Nina Simone. If I were going to perform that song with a band, this is the version I would (try to) emulate.

As part of my roaming around Spotify looking for interesting songs to sing, I came across a list called Vintage Vibes. Some older stuff but mostly new. One of my favorite young female singer songwriters now is Cat Clyde (at 8mil and 1.4mil she is clearly popular, little did I know.)

Melissa Carper is a trip, singing while she plays an upright base mostly, but just about any stringed instrument. The first song is basically about a silly life getting fabulously drunk all the time, lol. Country but country with a Parisian cafe vibe.

Allison Russel is someone I had never heard of before this song, though her most popular song on Spotify has gained 27mil listens, though that one is with Hozier, who I think is a closet-commie douche. This song though is curious, luxurious, lush, with some thoughtful lyrics. This “official visualizer” only has 59K views.

Whitney Rose can be a challenge to listen to in some of her songs, but she is very talented, and some of my readers might appreciate this song.

Lera Lynn. She is beautiful like her music.

Della Mae is an all-female quartet. This is classic bluegrass, hillbilly country.

Caroline Rose is an adventurous lyricist. I really enjoy this song. She is always in red, she does an androgynae thing often, but musicians are weird. This song is 7years old and has 21k views. Astounding.

Here is Seirra Ferrel in full Diva mode. She is something of a chameleon. (I don’t love the nose ring she sports sometimes, but then I am certain she does not care at all what I think about that.) A true country voice, one of the best currently, this is probably her most popular songs.

Here she is in more classic country mode, a Kitty Wells song

And then, this. I don't know what it is. I keep listening, trying to figure it out. Granted, that photo, she looks amazing, that stance, that figure, those boots, then you get a little closer, that lip curl and wonder if she’s totally committed.

Anyway, dear reader, I am rootin’ for you.

And for a last bit of entertainment (or to make the record stop), just to prove women make better singer-songwriters than presidential candidates, marvel at Yass Kween showing why she cannot do interviews, face real journalists or keep staff from quitting. This is supposedly a comfortable venue, though she doesn’t really come off comfortable like she is really black. She shows her emotional dys-regulation, on the verge of tipping over, she is so cold shaky furious about being asked about illegal handguns, she looks for a moment about ready to get her boot heels bloody, stomping on that black female journalist, who evidently did not get the memo don’t ever push Yass Kween - apparently she wants to be exiled from “journalism” for the rest of her days. The two man-child’s got the memo, they have a great future suckling at the teat of the feminized deep state.

FIRES BACK, more like, black hole of irrational bullshit, mockery of violence in the black community, ready to unleash more violence on all Americans.

Happy Friday!