September 19, 2007

Old teenage hopes alive at your door

I'm being stalked by Feist.

Exhibit 1: As soon as I tried to tune a radio station on last.fm, no matter what artists I chose, last.fm brought me Feist. Ani diFranco? You'll like Feist. Mountain Goats? You'll like Feist. Phil Collins? You'll like Feist. Which, now that I think of it, is not so much evidence of stalking as it is of a broken algorithm.

Exhibit 2: WRUV wanted me to like Feist, and played a boppy, disco non-1234 song for me one horrible Saturday when I had to work while under the weather. It made the morning more tolerable. And then it turned out that Feist was playing in Burlington.

Exhibit 3: Feist's the boppy happy songster in those new iPod Nano commercials. C'mon. You know you bop along.

Here. Bop along some more. It's that kind of evening.





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