Today’s track is from Aimee Mann’s first solo album, 1993’s Whatever. 1993? Has it really been 20 years since Aimee Mann embarked on her solo career?
If there’s one thing this blog does on a regular basis, it’s remind me of how freaking old I’m getting.
I love how this album really sounds like a bridge between Mann’s work with ‘Til Tuesday and the much more polished sound of her later records.
Mann is an artist you can really see evolve before your eyes (or hear evolve before your ears). If I heard an unreleased track from the sessions of any of her albums, I bet I could place it with no problem.
Who taught me about building walls
One who could always turn it around
To leave me here on shaky ground
This is for the one who made good
In someone else’s neighborhood
One who was never anything but
The shifty eye of sheer bad luck
Once I thought that I would never forget
And I have not quite done that yet
But I could hurt you now
I could hurt you now
This is for the time that I lost
The death of who I thought I was
The things in which I cannot believe
For fear I’ll wear them on my sleeve
Things I know that will never be returned
But I crossed that bridge before it burned
So I could hurt you now
I could hurt you now
I could hurt you now
Listen, sonny boy
You just don’t get it, do you?
I could hurt you now
Tell you what I’ll do
I’ll get that message to you
Maybe it leaves an invisible scar
But I have not come quite that far
But I could hurt you now
Listen, sonny boy
You just don’t get it, do you?
I could hurt you now
Tell you what I’ll do
I’ll get that message to you
Meet Me In Montauk 
I like the intersection of her Til Tuesday and solo work. It’s a bit more lively.