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Day before yesterday, for the very first time, I heard a Sarah Slean song that was not on a music playback system over which I'd had any control. It was a pop version of a song I only know acoustically, so it took a while for me to realise why it sounded familiar, but there it was ... the song that (arguably) changed my life.
It was more than a little odd to get objective confirmation of her existence. I mean, I found her through the CBC, and found her new music through the CBC again, but most of the time I feel like the CBC is just an extension of my own consciousness anyway. The ambient playlist of a restaurant I've never been to, though, now that's objectivity.
... In other Slean matters, if anyone knows of an actual bricks-and-mortar shop in Vancouver that cells actual CDs, where I could pick up her new* album, I'd really appreciate it if you could share the knowledge. Charlie's and HMV are gone, and London Drugs' selection is pitiful.
*okay, only new-ish, but I promised I wouldn't buy it until I was back in Canada, so as to milk the most out of the ones I'd bought in the meantime
It was more than a little odd to get objective confirmation of her existence. I mean, I found her through the CBC, and found her new music through the CBC again, but most of the time I feel like the CBC is just an extension of my own consciousness anyway. The ambient playlist of a restaurant I've never been to, though, now that's objectivity.
... In other Slean matters, if anyone knows of an actual bricks-and-mortar shop in Vancouver that cells actual CDs, where I could pick up her new* album, I'd really appreciate it if you could share the knowledge. Charlie's and HMV are gone, and London Drugs' selection is pitiful.
*okay, only new-ish, but I promised I wouldn't buy it until I was back in Canada, so as to milk the most out of the ones I'd bought in the meantime
