Toad the Wet Sprocket

 

Toad the Wet Sprocket. Music from the 1990s, classified as Alternative Rock, and Grunge. I’m listening to it again and it’s speaking to me as much as it did then, when I was in my mid-twenties, a new mom, working on my poems. I think it’s going to be my soundtrack for a while. It is the music that my generation made when we were coming of age. Some of it is critical social commentary, as from the likes of Pearl Jam and Nirvana, and, etc. Some of it is amazing poetry set to music. I’m digging it again.

Speaking of people of my generation, or thereabouts, a side note, I was looking up something about a Brad Pitt film and happened upon this tidbit of Brad Pitt showing up at a Kanye West Sunday Service in Watts. I think that’s kind of cool all the way around.

Here’s the studio version of The Nightingale Song, from the album Fear, by Toad the Wet Sprocket. It’s a pretty good album, though not all the songs are anywhere near this upbeat in tempo and tune.

 

I’ve always thought this song from The Gin Blossoms, “Pieces of the Night”, is a great poem. Also, another pretty good album.

 

This one, “Insensitive” from Jann Arden used to just break me. It’s from her album “Living Under June”, which is another incredible album. This song has the most amazing rhyme scheme.

I know I learned rhyme from music, and later from some moment of comprehension of Dr. Seuss, seeing those words on the pages of books and understanding that is how words work together. So much of this music from the 90s has its roots in folk music. But then there’s the other side of that, that comes out angry or disgruntled, smart, sarcastic, or dark and dirgy, questioning the mad world, but it’s still poetry…

 

 

 

 

The lens through which I view the world, is poetry.

TS