Pleased you fancy my library! Howdy from Virginia!

Highly suggested. The mountains are beautiful, and they carry a special energy. If one is a mystic or a hippie. Also, I am not angry, just an extremely wry and hyperliterate working-class twentysomething of French-Canadian descent, which heavily informs my sense of humor and level of discourse.

You don't understand -- I AM a hillbilly. I know it's popular these days for rich white kids from sub/urban areas to approximate a rural aesthetic and listen to folk music, but it is nearabout the opposite case with me. I was raised in the Appalachian Mountains and my grandfather was a coal miner. Hillbilly is right up my alley, and I'll check that right out. :)

Good call! I had heard of neither artist before, but like them both now. Especially Mariee Sioux. I can't get enough of guitar-driven singer-songwriter types, especially if they have something clever or lush or evocative to say. See, J.Tillman, Frontier Ruckus, A.A. Bondy, Simone Felice, Felice Brothers, etc.

Pleased that you dig it! So to speak. I really like low-fi, folk, and folk-rock, not to mention of course the classics, and am glad that it's amenable to others as well.

Do you listen to martin harley ? worth a go.

haha! An actress. Oh, no... definitely not. I don't have a talented bone in my body. Plus I am the sort of person that mothers clutch their children away from. Like I may just emit poisonous miasmas out of my gaudy outfits. Or give them suspicious looking lollypops at the very least. I do occasionally make very small children cry just by looking at them or the braver ones ask me if I am 'a princess' because I dress like a small child in a party dress shop allowed to pick anything they please. 'Oooh! Shiny. And pink. And 7 of those.' Yeah, and the nephew and niece think I am a big child. 'We have lots of toys upstairs, you with us?'

Oh, we have a Waitrose alright. When I'm feeling rich, I pay £27 for some shower gel, a gingerbread biscuit in the shape of a handbag and some cat litter. I can feel like I am doing my bit for local charities by putting that green plastic token into a plastic bin for variously: anorexic cats, hikers with no legs or a Sad Grandmas Happiness Fund. Everytime I go shopping I end up in weird conversations with strange people. 'Feel my arm! I'm from Jamaica!', 'Are you an actress?' and 'I'm from India and this country is going to the dogs!' all in the last few weeks.

Should you end up in Waitrose as an ambient replenishment operative, you could octo-task and still compose lauds and quatrains while you clean up 'spills in Aisle One'. And they are a better class of shopper, don'tcha know. Oh, education... oh, don't get me started.

I think 'tasking' is an Imperial measure. I can imagine the Queen doing it, peering over her spectacles at Philip... or a stray corgi that has just piddled on a priceless Portland/Ming/Delft vase. Same thing, really.

Ah, Probably half and half is fine then. My other half is a PhD-ist. Just finished editing his (after having passed it for 5 years) last week. Frankly, I am sick of the sight of the big papery excrescence. And I never want to visit a 17th century garden ever again, I can tell you. At least, if we get an intruder, I have a ready weapon to brain the bugger at hand. 'I know he has the binding embedded in his face, officer, but he didn't half surprise me.'

hah! Question is; can one quaternary task? And what are you semi-tasking? If it's something like testing someone for spectacles, or diagnosing Swine Flu, it might be worth 'tasking'. If it's marking maths tests, or felting, or de-ticking the guinea-pig I am sure this is fine.

I would love to knit socks, but I doubt I would be able to turn the heel. My mother can knit with both eyes on Emmerdale whilst simultaneously telling you to, 'Whisht, she's telling him about the babby...' Multi-tasking. I can just about 'task'.

I could probably have a whizz of a time with those right-of-centre salesmen ancestors... get 'em on the port and lemons and the Lady Gaga kareoke...

*gosh* 'Middle-class dreariness'? Oh, for such things. My mother *is* an undertaker, tho. My family are so working class, that if you cut us open, we smell of spam and it says 'povo' lettered right through our middles. My grandfather made steel, and my grandmother cutlery. Good wekkin' class Sheffielders. Lots of beer, lard and dying at 57. My dad studied his way out of slavery into lawyerdom... *ahem* The Scottish lot, well, my grandmother did nothing and my grandfather was a violent alcoholic who worked the railways. My Scots gran used to regale me of an uncle who bequeathed her 'a wee man, made of silver, sitting on a toilet' but she never got it. Happier, richer times, perhaps. And a nice square stone-built farmhouse with a pony and trap. And a duck-pond. 'And you had to walk everywhere'. Which was probably last week in the HIghlands...

Sadly, nutters are two a penny. No-one would read it... My childhood wasn't as interesting as my partner's. His uncle is a Fijian chief, his grandfather lectured in the same department as Einstein and the Queen told his grandmother that he was a beautiful baby on some outing in a London park. Oh, and his great-grandfather was Lenin's doctor.

Ah! Otters. What's not to like? Sleek, swift and they snack on the digits of Nutkinses. Loveable rogues, they. My gran's fave book was probably a toss-up between 'Poldark' and 'Ring of Bright Water'. Between folios of tin-mining Cornish gentry and otters lurked a 'Ghost Book'. Which had tales of 'Caution! Hairy Hands Ahead!' and 'Jack the Runner'. I read it so many times the cover fell off. It apparently belonged to my crazy aunt who used to pull stunts like pretending to vomit blood and would take us to stroll around the near-by cemetery. I think my childhood might possible have been 'formative', whatever that implies...

Thank-you for the reco, I'm listening now and I am liking what I here. It's funny, I think some of the things that fascinated me as a child have really stayed with me. In particular, pictures from an illustrated Enclopaedia... a human embryo held between fingertips, a Max Ernst painting with bird headed women covered in ivy... I don't remember any nursery rhymes, but my mother used to quote me Robert Burns and sing me Queen songs and stuff like 'Would you like to swing on a star' or whatever it's called and 'Early one morning'. ha! Funny how I still remember that stuff. I must have been 5/6.

I like to think they made me the slightly asocial, troubled gal I am today. *puffs out chest like 'Toad of Toad Hall* Oh, my greatest coup was 'Freaks of the World' book when I was 10. A heavy line was drawn under 'Witchcraft of the World', but only when my father saw a pic of a sheep's heart stuck with pins and muttered, 'I'm not sure you should be reading this...' Films 'didn't count' as disturbing, so I could watch such delights as 'Amityville' and 'Rosemary's Baby' before I was ten. Oh... dear. It all makes sense *now*

Is that wise to paddle about in the murky waters of my listening habits? A shopping trolley might catch at your leg and you may end up a Waterbaby... or even worse, back up a chimney... That reminds me of some nonsense poetry I had in a silly book as a child. 'Be very, very careful when you're swimming in the sink, the currents around the plughole are much stronger than you think. And be very, very careful when you're eating hot barbed wire, if you gobble, it will prick you and you'll suddenly expire...'

Hiya, thanks for that. I am vaguely aware of Matt Bauer, but I shall investigate futher. Cheers for the reco!

Hey Aldwin, you are my new hero! Your library is AMAZING!

Thanks for dropping by!

Why thank you sir. Very glad you enjoyed it.

springfield mo ...hey, i know springfield very well ...i grew up there ,dont live there now ,but its a great city to live in .....you like steve earle music i see ....great artist ...elsmarie

hey ..thanks for your shout and invite to share your music ....elsmarie ...missouri usa

nice music here on your playlist !!!

Hi and thanks. I'm gonna tune in to your station, too. Greetings from Germany!

Cool tunes!

I'm glad you are enjoying some of the same music that I enjoy. I really like that your range is similar to mine. We are both all over the map musically. I think the music tasted fresher because it was served on vinyl. :-)

You have a nice mix here! Keep on rockin'!

Zeb, that is the beauty of last fm, and something that we all do. Please feel free to help yourself. Never stop looking, always continue to grow. Cheers;-)

Hello Zeb, thanks for the visit. Please feel to stop by and shout anytime. Zebulon..interesting. Cheers;-)

Yes, those are some good ones. Kathleen Edwards is great, too, so enjoy that. Try "Marybeth D'Amico" if you want too....;-)

Interesting mix there on your playlist. Thanks for the visit.