December 2008

Year… Year… Year… Year…

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I suddenly understood, upon picking up the rental vehicle, why American car companies are failing. I’d say this thing looks like a Macy’s-Day-Parade-float-version of my childhood schnauzer dog… but that would be an insulting invocation of German engineering.

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When I moved to Brooklyn in ’99, I moved near to another Victorian cemetery: Greenwood Cemetery, and even got to perform in its chapel.

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From: C___
To: megan [at]
Sent: Wednesday, December 24, 2008 3:55 AM
Subject: Fan Mail

Hi Megan,

I’m not sure what possesses me to do so, but here I am sending a fan letter for the first time since probably 1991—feels weird. Actually, walking around downtown Toronto tonight in the heavy snow to finish my Christmas shopping (while listening) is likely what brings me here. Maybe it was the jingle bells that did it.

I’m not really sure how to write a fan letter anymore, not that I have ever been an expert. Please forgive any novice errors.

I feel that I’m sort of late to the party in finding out about “The Last Town Chorus”, but I’m glad I read old copies of Spin left lying around once in a while when I’m bored at work. I’m not sure where they got the part about singing like a Cornfed Cocteau, or what have you, but it was enough to get me to the iTunes store. I’m a sucker for slide guitar, and I grew up on a solid dose of 4AD. Give me wurly and sizzle cymbals and it’s even better.

And, I haven’t really stopped listening to “Wire Waltz” for a few weeks now. I don’t really remember the last record that I could not get enough of—although I have worn out the grooves of Beyoncé’s “Single Ladies” (but that’s more because I’m also a sucker for polytonal hit singles, and the rest of the record doesn’t really hold up). There you have it—LTC: “Better than Beyoncé”.

I just have to tell you that this record is SO GOOD. I’m sure you hear that a lot, as you should, but it is just such a great record top to bottom. The way songs flow in the same key… The arrangements… The lyrics… The voice… The fact that I can’t describe it… I could get all technical and specific, and go on and on, but I don’t want to bore you. Let’s just say it’s a Damn good record. Desert island material. period.

It’s upsetting to see those old tour dates in Toronto on your site, but I’ll be in Nashville writing for a good chunk of February, and it’s not that far to DC, is it? I have some old friends, and a visit is long overdue. Why not see Kathleen Edwards? Support the Canadians.

I don’t know if you get the Lefsetz letter (I think the entire music industry is on his mailing list so it seems a fair assumption), but from time to time he’ll go off about how music today sucks, or he’ll lament about “The first time I heard such and such” and how it moved him. Discovering Wire Waltz makes me wish I had Bob Lefsetz’s audience to share with—and that is a rare occasion for me, to find a record that I won’t shut up about.

But I probably should.

Anyhow, thank you for some great music. It is a joy to be forcefully reminded why I love this words and notes stuff.

For reasons unknown, I just thought you should know.

Best wishes for a Happy New Year.


From: Thomas
To: megan [at]
Sent: Monday, December 22, 2008 12:17 AM
Subject: hey

just wanted to let you know that you rock. seriously, i hope you become a super famous person, your voice is amazing, and im jealous of your slide guitar work. have a merry christmas!

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