minorthird

so…Erika has made zero attempt to hide her questionable music tastes — we all have our skeletons and we all dance them out into the living room when no one is home…I don’t, but…

One of Erika’s weaknesses is Canadian pop-rockers: Maroon 5, Jars of Clay, Carbon Leaf, Gavin DeGraw.

I know, I know…but, they’re not from Canada! But aren’t they? They all sound like it: they have that same nasally, phlemy throat thing going on that makes me want to say “What’s this all aboot?”

If they’re not Canadian, maybe their producer was — someone came up with this sound, and I don’t think I like it.

It’s not that I have anything against our poutine-eating neighbors to the north, even if they do have beady little eyes, or flappin’ heads so full of lies. I just think that those bands are more likely to stand on guard for thee…

There is another artist that I left out, only because he’s twice as Canadian: Rob Thomas. He has that vocal “quality” but he also possesses the “quality” lyrics:

I wonder what it’s like to be the rainmaker
I wonder what it’s like to know that I make the rain
I’d store it in boxes with little yellow tags on everyone
And you can come see them when I’m…done

I’m sure that if you go north enough, there is little else you can do than “make rain.” But putting rain in boxes? And tagging them? What do the tags say? “Water” or “I made this!”
And people are waiting, in lines probably, to see it!

That sounds pretty Canadian, to me.

I bet you he puts mayo on his burger after a long day to rain making.

Not that there is anything wrong with that.

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