Although Joanna Newsom's Appalachian-meets- avant-gardetake on folkmusic is her most celebrated work, her range is even more inclusive than her solo career suggests: the classically trained harpist adds a decidedly different, textural sound to Nervous Cop, the noise rock trio that also features Deerhoof's Greg Saunier and Hella's Zach Hill, and she also plays keyboards for the Pleased, another San Francisco-area band more akin to Blondieor Televisionthan her other projects. Newsom's family and hometown of Nevada City, CA, were both musically rich: her mother trained to be a concert pianist, her father is a guitarist, and her brother and sister play the drums and cello, respectively; meanwhile, the Newsoms also counted composer/pianist Terry Rileyas a neighbor, along with Howard Hersh and W. Jay Sydeman. Joanna Newsom (born January 18, 1982) started taking piano lessons at a very early age and played for a couple of years, but switched to the harp at seven. Her approach to the Celtic harp, from the percussive aspects of her playing to her chord changes, was also influenced by West African and Venezuelan harp music, which she began studying at a folk music camp she attended in her early teens.
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Joanna Newsom
That means no
Where i come from
I am cold, out waiting for the day to come
I chew my lips
And i scratch my nose
Feels so good to be a rose
Oh don't
Don't you lift me up
Like i'm that shy no-no-no-no-no, just give it up
See, there are bats all dissolving in a row
Into the wishy-washy dark that can't let go
I cannot let go
So i thank the lord
And i thank his sword
Though it be mincing up the morning, slightly bored
Oh oh oh, morning
Without warning
Like a hole
Oh, and i watch you go
There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road
There are some dragons who were built to have and hold
And some machines are dropped from great heights lovingly
And some great bellies ache with many bumblebees
And they sting so terribly
I do as i please
Now i'm on my knees
Your skin is something that i stir into my tea
And i am watching you
And you are starry, starry, starry
(and you will never
Ever know how
Very sorry you will be
... I am)
And i'm tumbling down
And i check a frown
Well just look around
That's why i love this town
To see me;
Serenaded hourly
Celebrated sourly
Dedicated dourly
Waltzing with the open sea
Clam, crab, cockle, cowrie
Will you just look at me!
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh