When it rains, it pours. The last few weeks have continued to be filled with frustrations, the biggest of which has been a problem with the service that manages my mailing list. Having tried every reasonable solution I could find on the internet plus suggestions from computer professionals, I’ve finally found a temporary fix. (I’ve since learned the problem has affected other bloggers around the world.) When I was ready to give up, I, once again, turned to music to sooth the stresses. Unfortunately, I’ve been so out of it that I completely forgot to tell you about this must-have CD, Florence and the Machine’s Lungs.
I’ve been listening to this debut release from British siren Florence Welch and her supporting band for several months and can’t get enough of it. Apparently, the rest of the music industry world is feeling the same. She’s slowly been racking up prestigious worldwide awards, including a recent BRIT award and Meteor award for “Best International Band.” Once you’ve picked up a copy of Lungs, I’m sure you’ll agree she’s worthy of these accolades and more.

Lungs has a serious disturbing quality about it, which it part of the reason I find it so appealing. She’s simultaneously relevant, dark, open, direct and otherworldly. It sounds like the result of abandoning Welch in a forest and allowing her to release her emotional demons. I’m sure it was a cathartic experience for her but bearing witness to the scarier aspects of the artistic mind can cause one to shudder. “Bird Song” (available on the Lungs deluxe version) is one of the darkest songs I’ve heard in a long time. But like a beautiful painting, I admire the results and try not to dwell too much on the exorcistic process required to reach such artistic heights.
In the end, Lungs served another purpose. Each track is filled with so much raw expression, it caused me to want to release emotionally. Something we all need to do periodically. Let it all out! Scream like a banshee until there’s nothing left. I love her in the same way I love Tim Burton, Laurie Anderson, Bjork, Salvador Dali and Janelle Monae. They each go beyond creating work to creating experiences. It’s a special gift.
Ready to release some inner demons? This is the CD for you. So Release! Release! Release! … but stay indoors, especially if you plan on running around naked.
Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up)
Drumming
Girl With One Eye
My Boy Builds Coffin
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