I bought an album Saturday based on song titles alone. I couldn't help it. After a jazzy morning, I was flipping through the jazz racks at Sonic Boom (which is fast becoming my favourite music store) and chanced upon Mingus' Let My Children Hear Music.
How can you not buy an album whose opening cut is "The shoes of the fisherman's wife are some jive ass slippers"? My second favourite track? "Don't be afraid, the clown's afraid too".
I also walked out of there with Otis Redding's Otis Blue. Dead at 26. What a horrible waste.
Time for bed. Good night all.