The Random iTunes Fairy first served up Brad Paisley’s ‘Accidental Racist’ for today and I was delighted, as few songs provide so much fodder for discussion and ridicule.
Don’t get me wrong, I love Brad Paisley. But by now, even he must realize how laughably bad a song he released in that case.
Alas, I have featured the song on the blog already, so I had to skip to the next random track.
The Fairy has a thing for Elliott Smith lately, and particularly his 1995 self-titled album. It’s one of his most raw, spare recordings, and it’s a great one, though I would rank it his fourth best (after Either/Or, XO and Figure 8).
Next time, Random iTunes Fairy, settle on one of those.
You’re a question mark
Coming after people you watched collide
You can ask what you want to the satellite
Because the names you drop put ice in my veins
And for all you know
You’re the only one who finds it strange
When they call it a lover’s moon
Because it acts just like lovers do
A burned out world you know
Staying up all night
Sounds like a depressed Jack Johnson.😄