Weird Discovery

Many of you may, like me, love the song "Women of the World" "by" Jim O'Rourke. I put "by" in quotes because it turns out that it's a cover. I am, right now, listening to the weird orginal courtesy of this cool music blog in and about Potland. The song turns out to be by someone(s) named Linda Hirst and Ivor Cutler (who?). Weird. Weird. Weird. O'Rourke's version is still a billion times better, but it's like finding out that In My Life was written by some Tin Pan Alley wonk you'd never heard of.

In other news, I made a new friend today: a new co-worker who plays the harp, has a dog, a cat, and two chickens, and lives in an old storefront into the walk-in refrigerator (no longer operational) of which she plumbed a bathtub (I'm not really sure about the verb conjugation in that sentence, but can we really be sure of anything in this topsy-turvy world?). Neat to meet new people and have them turn out to be weird and interesting instead of boring and lame.