Song of the Week

Keeping in mind that I live to be eclectic, I'm sharing some Dessa today. Wil knows what I like and he knew that I would love Dessa's stuff. Love her lyrics. IMHO, this is what spoken word/rap music should be - you don't just throw words together because they rhyme or sound alike. Words have meanings and in the hands of someone who knows how to use them (like Dessa) they are more than just music.

I also freely admit that I can relate to Dessa and her lyrics more readily than to most rap. There is only so much egoistical ranting from infantile males about how great they are before I start thinking that it wouldn't take much of a kick to have him lying on the ground, crying. Yeah. Best for me not to listen to most rap.

My favorite lyrics from this song:

"But you can't play for keeps
if you never draw blood.
You just brace and you breathe
You drive through the dust."

There are days -- hell, there are entire months -- when you just have to brace and breathe and drive through the dust.

"Dutch", Dessa