Zee Avi, missed her by that much.

So, I was going to start out by saying that I am lame and do not have an iPhone, and without an iPhone, I am also without Shazam–you know, that amazingly cool lil app that enables you to just hold your phone, excuse me, your iPhone up in the air while a song is on and then your iPhone will tell you what song is on–title, artist and all.  But, fuck that.  I am not lame.  I just don’t have an iPhone.  And what that really does, instead of making me lame, is leave me asking all kinds of people, i.e. bartenders, people working in retail clothing stores, bartenders, people working in record shops, bartenders, the chick who cuts my hair, and bartenders the question: “Do you know what song this is?”  That habit then results in massive amounts of emails and txt messages sent from me to myself with the name of the song and artist so I can find them again later (with varying degrees of comprehensiveness depending on how long I was talking to my bartender before the song in question came on).  Those emails and txts then result in more emails sent at a later date from the iTunes music store thanking me for my purchase.

Point is, I just came across Zee Avi online, and am glad I did.  Because had I heard her music come on in a bar, clothing store, or bar,  I would have undoubtedly gone through that whole routine.  The real drag is that while I was so stoked at the time when I saw Pete Yorn earlier this month, having missed an opening act I never heard of and arriving just in time for Pete’s set, I now know that opening act was indeed Zee.  Dang! (Still, that parking spot was insane).

If I was bending your ear about her somewhere away from here, I’d say you should check her out and make some contemporary comparisons to Zooey Deshcanel, maybe Norah Jones, as a means of getting by point across.  But we’re not there, we’re here.  And all you have to do is click.

Isn’t it great living in the future.

What?  You don’t have a crush on her yet? Really? Stone. Your heart is made of stone. OK then. Let’s try robbing people with a six-gun…

If that don’t do it for you, well then.  I just dunno man.  We’ll just keep trying.  Don’t give up.

OK. You enjoy poking around while I run off to turn on some lights because nighttime came to Chicago at about 4:30 this afternoon. Talk soon.

aj