Tuesday’s Tune: Willie

I’ve O.D.’d on Cat Power, twice. The second time was really good. I really needed it. Her soulful voice and phrasing has the ability to suck me in with it’s depth and vulnerability, I just want more, more, more.

Charlyn Marie Marshall. Master of covers, story telling, and heart ache. And man, what a babe – very few people wear jeans and tee shirts as well as she.

Eric Levin, the shy rock geek who founded Criminal Records, remembers dispatching his teenage clerk to Fellini’s to see if Chan was working. “I would send Lillian down there to see if she was working before I would go down.” At the time, Chan was a younger, more tomboyish, less glamorous version of the rock vixen she is today. She dressed in battered jeans and loose-fitting work shirts, wore her hair short, and had the cherubic flushed cheeks of a teenager, but the singer was already a heartbreaker. “At that point you know when somebody’s out of your league,” Levin says, blushing. “She was the complete… like, ‘Oh my god, she’s the girl at Fellini’s Pizza.’ She was out of everybody’s league.” – excerpt from A Good Woman, by Elizabeth Goodman.

I chose this song for those times when you just want to be quiet. Head home, jump into something comfy, potter around with no purpose, talk to no one, boil the kettle, and loose some time over some sweet tunes. Enjoy!