Joanne Newsom is a great litmus test for how insufferable I’m going to find someone.
I mean really, that voice. It’s like a first year performance art final that melds injured cat wailings with the warblings of eighty year old choir members slipping slowly into dementia.
She’s on the list.
Finally I have a name to put with the voice that makes me want to poke shish kebab skewers in my ears and chase it with nail polish remover.
The harp is quite nice, though.
(via hotblondecocktail)
