Those of you not familiar with Moorer's music might want to check out a lovely little tune called Mockingbird.
There’s something comfortable about crows—their trademark call, that unmistakable silhouette, and the fact that no matter where I reside, they’re always there.
I’m no ornithologist, but I think crows are a lot like the men in my life: clever little assholes that win you over with dark humor and reliable comfort.
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Monday, February 15, 2010
Comforting Crows
In her review of singer-songwriter Allison Moorer’s latest CD, Crows, in PasteMagazine.com, Jenna Woginrich manages to string together two head-turning statements in consecutive sentences. Quite a notable feat! Judge for yourself:
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