Wednesday, December 11, 2002
46. "she's my kind of rain," tim mcgraw
no, this is better than kenny loggins, as loggins had no soul nor rock in him. maybe if elton were american, or james taylor had balls. wait, wait, I've got it - if joni mitchell were a man (stop snickering). finally using his (commercial) powers for good rather than evil, tim sounds all '70s folk/rock/soul on his latest single, drenching his not-so-stellar (but certainly unique, i.e. odd: what the fuck does "she's my kind of rain" mean, anyway?!) lyrics in strings, piano, a slowly-picked guitar, and his own voice, taking on an unusually plaintive quality. he's singing in a higher register than normal, too, which fits the song and suits his delivery. gorgeously elegiac.
no, this is better than kenny loggins, as loggins had no soul nor rock in him. maybe if elton were american, or james taylor had balls. wait, wait, I've got it - if joni mitchell were a man (stop snickering). finally using his (commercial) powers for good rather than evil, tim sounds all '70s folk/rock/soul on his latest single, drenching his not-so-stellar (but certainly unique, i.e. odd: what the fuck does "she's my kind of rain" mean, anyway?!) lyrics in strings, piano, a slowly-picked guitar, and his own voice, taking on an unusually plaintive quality. he's singing in a higher register than normal, too, which fits the song and suits his delivery. gorgeously elegiac.