Poseidon And The Bitter Bug, that is. The nice folks that are marketing The Indigo Girls' latest album sent me a free demo copy. No strings attached. I didn't have to blog about it. But since they're trying to get the word out, I am gonna blog about it. I doubt they'll like what I say. Unless the whole "there's no such thing as bad press" thing really is true.
I hate it. It makes my veins turn inside out.
I love some of their previous albums, so I was VERY excited to hear it. I tried to like it. I just don't. Even after listening to it completely through three times. I. do. not.
The song, Love Of Our Lives actually gave me hope with it's title. But it's about being broken and fighting for that love. More angst. More struggle.
My girlfriend loves some of the songs. To each her own. Sadly, she doesn't have a blog where she can go on and on about how fabulous it is.
Maybe I'm in a different place now in my life. Well, I know I am. I like positive things. I like happy endings. I like uplifting music. This album is none of those things. Poseidon And The Bitter Bug is well, bitter.
There's blood, cuts, forcing of cards, trudging to the stream and bloody hands.
However, the vocals ARE fabulous. I guess I'm too old to just listen to a song and enjoy it for the sound. I love their sound. But by the end of the last song, I actually said, "Jee-sus" out loud in my car and flipped to the next song....which was the first song.
Judge for yourselves by clicking HERE for pre-order info. It's releasing next Tuesday, March 24th, 2009.
I know what the Indigo Girls would say. As they said in Second Time Around, "Sister, doncha judge it, just keep it to yourself now. If you ain't got nothing good to say, don't say nothin' at all."
Perhaps, I should have just said nothing.