Cinco De Mayo

Cinco de Mayo.
Blow out, denial.
It wasn't fun this time, letting you go.
What if I never, a bullet forever,
Held out my hand to you, we wouldn't have known
Beautiful flow,
Absolute measure, I ain't no pleasure hound
Bus' out of control, plowing the road.
Out on a bender, just Alice falling down
A deepening hole.
I'd never been to Rome until you smiled.
You're about as old and piled.
I used to pray for snow...
Now I just wonder what spell I was under,
Thinking you thought of me as
Something to hold.
I'd never been to Rome until you smiled.
You're about as old and piled.
Cinco de Mayo.
Burn-out, Ohio.
It wasn't me this time, letting you go.
-Liz Phair

It was around 1995 when I moved up to Oregon to live on the hill, with my grandparents, I came up with something pretty much the tape collection I still have, although it's likely that a few have wondered off between then and now. A bunch of They might be giants, R.E.M.,Depeche Mode, Nine Inch Nails and well to get to the point, this one one of them. And one of those tape that I played over and over, good 'chick rock', have always had an appreciation for the intelligent, angsty, and often with a raw honesty. Julianna Hatfield, Ani Defranco, Sarah Mclaughlin even although she is more wispy, and her later stuff has gotten way to sappy for me, it's all about Solace for me......Into the Fire....Amazing video if you ever get the chance to see it, Sarah running around in vibrate woods covered in nothing but mud, oh yeah! And of course there's Tori Amos, who is the earthly manifestation of goddessness. Much of the music I was into around that time, the early nineties, would have been influenced by what I was on 120 Minutes: You can walk backwards into the future. I'm fairly certain that's where I saw the video for Supernova, and decided I had to have this album.

Well it's Cinco De Mayo, and just about every year since, that mid 90s summer where I found myself pretty much alone on top of a hill listen this album, and it seems like this song pops back in my head on well Cinco De Mayo, imagine that. Too bad Liz Phair has become a sold out tool of nasty pop crappiness, cause she used to be great, this album is great.


[P.S. Note to self, now that I'm thinking about that summer: Jimi Hendricks - Electric Lady Land, must have on CD, I wore out the tape]