Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Tell Me... (Counting Blue Cars- Dishwalla)

I've never known why they count only blue cars, but sometimes I catch myself doing it too...

The recording of this song is interesting because a few days before recording it, I visited an Ethiopian neo-natal unit in a nearby hospital. Walking in was strange and bizarre, I was underprepared, kind of smacked in the frontal lobe. I felt like an alien, a detached observer- but also kind of snapping back and forth towards myself and feelings, bounced back and forth like on of those rubber balls on a string. Some of the babies were so small that they looked like dolls, so much so that it still feels like it happened in a dream. I don't want to get into details, but happy things happened there, and sad things. I saw both and when I started playing this song, I thought about children and their shadows, 'hard noises', 'stained clothes' and 'thoughts on God'.

So welcome to another classic '90s hit from my childhood. Thanks for watching.


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