Gorky's Zygotic Mynci - "Better Rooms"

1. St. Francis of Assisi studied with the Troubadours. That's one fact about that saint. Another is that such was St. Francis's charm and his sympathy for all living beings that none could resist him, not even the birds, the bees, the bears or the trees. Anyway, I don't know why Gorky's Zygotic Mynci didn't name the song "St. Francis of Assisi," but I've renamed it that anyway, so it doesn't matter.

2. My buddy Claire gave me this song. Claire likes desert folk music. The dustier, the hotter, the drier, the harder to breathe, the better she likes it. Sometimes she doesn't drink water for weeks at a time. Half of what she sees is mirage, her favourite chocolate bar is Mirage, she only drinks Shiraz... out of a canteen.

3. Can you hear the clatter of spurs, the play for guns, the spit into spittoons?

4. The snare hits in the second verse provide an example of how little needs to be done in order to avoid repetitiveness, to reframe a theme, to deepen and illuminate. [Buy]

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Charlie Poole and the North Carolina Ramblers - "If The River Was Whiskey"

I could deny it and evade your questions, but eventually you would discover the truth: that I love Diet Pepsi. It's my favourite drink. My favourite drink, that is, to the extent that a cigarette is a smoker's favourite thing to put in her mouth, light on fire, and its contents inhale. I'm addicted and have been for as long as I can remember.

If there was in fact a river of whiskey, I would probably take from it an occasional nip, and in it, an occasional dip, but really, it would mostly serve as a novelty to show out-of-town friends. However, by simply transposing whiskey into Diet Pepsi, I can relate to Charlie's desire to "dive to the bottom and never come up." [Buy]